"Humph!"
Master Mo groaned. He called back all of his battle pets. Before he left, he said one more thing to Su Ping, "You won, fair and square. I heard that you're from the Longjiang Base City. When time permits, I'll go and pay you a visit!"
"Anytime," said Su Ping.
Master Mo flew off the stage immediately.
On his way down, he cast a glance at the old man who was about to go onto the stage. He could not help but sneer at the seemingly calm old man.
Whoosh!
While escorted by several Qing family titled battle pet warriors, the old man flew to the stage and softly landed on the ground. There was an aloof and detached feeling about him.
Senior Yan gazed at the old man. He had lived for a long time; even Senior Yan was a bit afraid of him.
"Close the seal!" Senior Yan commanded.
The seal covered up the stage again.
