City of Injustice core area, the morning light is faint.
On the main road leading to the Central Arena.
The crowd has surged like a flood through an opened gate.
The noisy waves wrapped in frenzy and anticipation, have ignited the entire city completely.
Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei walk side by side, blending into the surging crowd.
Fang Qingyu's face is covered by that ferocious Thunder Pattern Mask.
Jiang Wei wears another mask that covers the entire face, revealing only clear red pupils through the Pure White Mask.
Their auras are restrained, like two drops of water merging into the sea, inconspicuous.
"Old Chu and the others... indeed wanted to come." Fang Qingyu's voice comes through the mask, calm and smooth, emotionless, "But there's quite a lot going on over there right now."
Jiang Wei's long scarlet hair is gathered by the hood, she lightly hummed.
Her clear red pupils sweep over the surrounding crowd shouting in excitement.
