"Master, master!" Fidel burst into the old man's courtyard and saw three people and a dog lying there after eating, all looking satisfied, which made him feel a bit sad.
He sniffed the lingering aroma in the pot, his eyes filled with a touch of resentment. How dare you, Nono, eat delicious food without calling me? After all I've done for you, I was blind!
"Why are you here?" Nono looked up at Fidel and then lay back down beside Lu Hong.
"I came to bring you some news." Fidel, worrying about the competition that had just ended, looked towards Lu Hong.
"After you left the arena, a huge upset occurred. Magic Fighter Lock Fan defeated three knight contestants all by himself. Master, you need to be careful!"
"Magic Fighter?!" Lu Hong was taken aback. He knew of the Magic Fighter from the Sky Game, a hidden profession that could substitute as the top choice for a warrior.
