Five minutes before the match started, Einherjar Wannabe was still nowhere to be seen. Cameron chucked down a couple of pills to calm his nerves. The show ratings were increasing by the second, yet the stage remained half empty.
By then, even Cameron's subordinates could feel their boss's nerves. Everyone held their breath and dared not to comment on the situation.
On the stage, Lan Qinyue was calm. She plugged the virtual harp and felt the difference compared to her real one. Although it lacked a soul like the one in real life, it should suffice for the fight tonight.
Standing beside Lan Qinyue quietly were her disciples. It was a sect rule that no one was allowed to speak when their master was tuning the Harp.
