Two hours later, Juin was standing on the battle stage, facing off against Wolfe Sterling, who as usual, had his nose buried in a manga.
"WOLFE! YOU PUT THAT BOOK DOWN OR I AM GOING TO PUT YOU DOWN!!!"
Hearing that, Juin turned and saw a brown-haired man with a mask on his face pointing angrily at Wolfe.
"Is that his father?" Juin whispered to Cyrus, who was standing next to him with his arms folded. Based on the man's figure, as well as what Juin could remember from the brief glance that he had of Mr. Sterling before, he had a strong hunch that he was right.
And Cyrus confirmed it for him with a nod of his head.
"With a son like that, I'd have put a mask on as well," Cyrus remarked with a smirk.
The Head Judge walked up onto the stage and gave a brief glance to the two participants before sighing.
