Little junior brother's face was full of disbelief, exclaiming, "How is that possible?!"
Liu Xinzong let out a sigh.
He turned his head, gazing distantly in the direction Ghost Mask had just been helped away.
"Ghost Mask was hiding things."
"A lot... A lot!"
Hearing this, little junior brother turned again, his eyes fixed on the tall, solitary figure standing in the ring, his face showing a strange mix of shock and amazement.
"So, in the end, Bai Xiao took the championship because..."
On the seats, Liu Xinzong added with emotion, completing the last two sentences.
"He's just too strong!"
"It's not because Ghost Mask is weak..."
A secluded corner of the audience stands.
Shadow Assassin Si Yu looked a bit dazed, his small face unnaturally pale. The moment he saw Bai Xiao win the championship, he was done for. Si Yu knew very well how powerful Evil Ghost Face was. When both were at full strength, he and Ghost Mask weren't even in the same league.
"Even Ghost Mask lost?"
