As Candle Dragon spoke, his gaze swept towards Pei Yan who was stepping onto the stage. Just as his imposing presence was about to make contact, Lin Junzhao took over Pei Yan's body, releasing a powerful aura that matched those present.
"How dare you call my people uncouth when yours are just a bunch of misfits? All they do is exploit loopholes; none of them can hold their own. If you're so fond of underhanded tactics, why compete at all? Let's just fight! Don't act like you're doing us a favor—I don't buy it." Lin Junzhao, occupying Pei Yan's body, retorted with a cold sneer.
In response to Lin Junzhao's words, Candle Dragon furrowed his brows in dissatisfaction and said, "Lin Junzhao, appreciate what you have! You're aware that your status today was achieved with external pressure, and without me, you wouldn't even have the right to stand here. I've already shown you enough sincerity."
