The tournament was about to begin. Su Baiyu had already positioned himself behind his Family Head, while behind another middle-aged man stood a different young man. His name was Liu Maoshan, the eldest son of the Liu Family Head. He appeared to be very strong—at least stronger than Li Yitong's brother, Li Yifeng.
Chen Zheng glanced at him subconsciously. Just then, their eyes met, and they exchanged a slight nod. Chen Zheng had a slightly better impression of this man than he did of Su Baiyu. At least he wasn't interested in the women by Chen Zheng's side.
The three contestants for the imminent tournament were ready, while the other clan members spectating from the crowd discussed the matter in low voices.
"Whoa, is that the outside help the Li Family hired? He doesn't look that strong. I bet the Li Family is going to lose again!"
"Yeah, I don't think he's even as strong as Li Yifeng. I really don't know why they bothered hiring an outsider!"
