Inside the venue, Zhou Shun navigated through numerous contestants and staff to finally see Hu Li chatting with the organizers in the distance.
Hu Li wore a light gray high-end suit, his gray-white hair slicked back into a classic pompadour style with hair oil, and his thick fingers holding a cup of water resembled steel bars, full of explosive power.
Apparently, he was clearly a robust professional bodybuilder in his youth.
"President Hu, long time no see."
Zhou Shun waved several times without getting noticed, so he approached and greeted loudly, "Didn't expect you to be a judge this year."
"Zhou Shun?"
Hu Li raised his eyebrows slightly as he saw the middle-aged man squeezing through the crowd. He glanced up and down at the other, "What, you're still competing at your age?"
"What a joke. Both of us are old-timers now, why would we still compete?"
