Wang Tong smiled indifferently, he knew that he could mess around with KKK's soul energy right then if he wanted to, but he didn't do it, not because he was afraid of the investigation, but because he wanted him to "enjoy" the match with a lucid mind.
Xiaoru and Li Ruoer had also arrived at the tournament. Ma Xiaoru wanted to sit in the front row. However, after Li Ruoer's persistent coaxing, they stayed in a VIP room.
Wang Tong flexed his fingers before he rested them on the keyboard. He didn't want to show the "cruel" side of him in front of Ma Xiaoru, but he had already promised everyone to make the Ivantian pay for what he had done.
The closer it was to the start of the first round, the louder the Ivantians cheered for their player. Most Ivantians still believed that KKK would win the match with a score of three to none.
