"Royal, we're about to receive our prize. WAKE UP!" Gu Fei was naturally the most considerate among the members of Young Master's Elite. Ignoring War Without Wounds who tried to stop him, he shook Royal God Call's shoulder to wake him up.
"Huh? What – what's going on?" Royal God Call was still out of it.
"We're about to receive our prize; the guild versus guild tournament has just ended!" Gu Fei informed him.
"YAY!" Royal God Call perked up. Jumping to his feet, he cheered. All were beaming at him when Royal God Call's face visibly paled. The festive mood he was feeling was replaced with horror as he stuttered, "Did… Did I just miss the finals for the guild versus guild tournament?"
The other five men's expression also changed as they exchanged glances. Burying his face in his arms, only War Without Wounds was snickering at Royal God Call's misfortune.
"I… I…" Royal God Call seemed to have currently lost his ability to form coherent words.
