"Arena Number Fifty-Five: Team Mu Chen advances to the mid-stage competition. Transfer to the Imperial Academy Arena," the Inspector announced, his face devoid of expression, seemingly unsurprised.
"Arena Number Seventy-Six: Team Qiu He advances to the mid-stage competition. Transfer to the Imperial Academy Arena." Another low shout echoed from the distance.
Mu Chen and his companions stopped in their tracks and looked toward Arena Number Seventy-Six in unison. Standing on that platform was none other than Qiu He. Dressed in robes as white as snow, he cut a striking figure. Whether it was just their imagination, Ye Shuangshuang, Little Tiger, and the others felt his attire was rather similar to Mu Chen's. His expression was serene, and his teammates stood ramrod straight behind him.
