On the high platform.
The City Lord of Lin Yuan, Xia Xiu, saw Shen Ruoxue stagger once again from the Spiritual Shock of the Enchanting Demon, and finally couldn't help but speak:
"Vice Principal Chen," his voice was moderate, yet it brought a silence over the entire high platform.
"This match is a bit too much!"
Chen Yan's smile froze for a moment, then he resumed an even brighter smile:
"City Lord Xia, you're overstating it. It's inevitable for young people to overreach in competitions."
"Ziming has always been measured, wouldn't you agree, Brother Chen?"
Chen Shan stroked his beard, a trace of pride flickering in his eyes.
"Naturally, my son knows his limits well, City Lord, you are overthinking."
Xia Xiu saw the two harmonizing, and his gaze gradually darkened.
There was no point in continuing the match on the platform.
But seeing their attitude, it was evident they wanted to allow Chen Ziming to continue humiliating that girl in the ring.
