Ten minutes later, in the conference room of underworld frontline.
"Hmm ... I've collected some interesting data." Feng bujue sat at the conference table and read from the projection screen before him.
At this time, his four teammates were also sitting around the conference table, watching the games they were interested in on their own projection screens.
"What's wrong? The match between order and frost monarch is over?" Hearing brother Jue's words, RUO Yu turned to ask.
