Bang bang bang ——
Ten wooden soldiers flashed around the battlefield like ninjas, creating chaos and kicking up gusts of sand.
In the waiting room, Panda stood by the window and sighed after closing his eyes.
"What's wrong, Fatty? Who do you think will win?" Zhao Jie asked.
Panda didn't mind the middle-aged man's nickname for him and just shook his head, "Selena is the key player. Xia Feng's last trump card has big flaws. He can't beat Yan Xujia."
"Then why the sigh?"
"I never expected Xia Feng to still have this trick up his sleeve; it completely disrupted the plan." Panda shook his round head helplessly, "We should have taken this chance to completely cripple him, what a pity...."
"Well, at least we achieved the goal of attracting hatred—hmm?"
Panda's speech suddenly halted, his gaze refocused on the battlefield, his tone slightly off, "What is this?"
