Qiao Sang got up, waved her hand to recall Xiao Xunbao, and just as she was about to step toward the arena, He Daotao at her side grabbed her.
"What's up?" Qiao Sang turned her head and asked.
He Daotao gritted his teeth and said, "Take him down!"
Sitting in the front row with her good hearing, Qiao Sang had naturally heard what Liu Zeru said to He Daotao before the match.
Truth hurts, huh? It's been a whole day, and I still can't forget... Qiao Sang nodded and said, "Don't worry."
With that, she walked toward the arena.
He Daotao's mood immediately brightened. In his view, if Qiao Sang sent out Binglu Qia, trashing Liu Zeru would be like beating up a newbie.
Xu Yixuan turned her head to look at He Daotao's grinning face and couldn't help saying, "Don't celebrate too early. Sure, winning is a given, but it's really not certain who will take whom down in the first round."
He Daotao: "???"
