Ten minutes later
Sky Pillar Mountain Grand Arena, a certain room
Si Zi pushes open the door from outside, walking in listlessly. He looks depressed and despondent but seems to be in better spirits than when he was at the arena.
The room is extraordinarily spacious. A luxurious golden-red carpet lies on the floor. Against the wall facing the door, there is an embedded fireplace where the golden fire lazily flickers, spreading a warm and pleasant ambience while flickering and crackling. Next to it are several comfortable sofas, floating above them are shimmering candle flames of silvery white, illuminating the whole room brightly.
The room is not empty. As Si Zi pushes the door open and enters, several gazes instantly converge on him.
"What the hell did you do!"
