“Who said I chickened out..”
Ye Rushang said airily, apparently she had heard the last two conversations.
Ye Rushang gave Feng Haoran a smile before heading into the arena. The moment Ye Rushang stepped into the arena, the match had official begun.
Yang Chu didn’t have that smug expression as before, slightly vexed that Ye Rushang had showed up.
“You’re late..”
Ye Rushang smiled coldly, so what she had better things to do. Saying this Ye Rushang thought of Feng Haoran, they just got together not too long ago, and she definitely wouldn’t want to die in a small life and death battle.
“You know the saying the early bird gets the worm whereas in your case the early one gets to die..”
The crowd understood what Ye Rushang meant, and couldn’t help but feel a shiver off their spine.
Yang Chu’s face distorted as he couldn’t find a comeback, he could only pretend to be nonchalant and start the match.
“Enough! Of the long talk let’s began..”
