"Gas explosion? On this ship? Uh, do you take me for an idiot?"
The moment Lu PingAn woke up, he heard this shocking news.
A massive gas explosion had occurred in one section of the ship, and repairs were currently underway.
"Yesterday, some people got into a fight on the ship. It was brutal—they demolished a swimming pool, a cinema, and more than a dozen guest rooms."
After buying the intelligence, Lu PingAn felt there was nothing particularly surprising about it.
Although this Secret Realm seemed to allow people to enter and leave, it was perfectly normal for some to use its local power that suppressed non-Fighter Path abilities to settle private grudges.
"One of them was a blonde, green-eyed lady—the one who issued you a challenge yesterday."
All right, now it had something to do with Lu PingAn.
As a result, because of the severe damage to the ship, the matches originally scheduled for the morning had been postponed.
Yet Lu PingAn found it strange. With the Secret Realm Master present, repairing this kind of "damage" within the Secret Realm should have been effortless. Even if the spectator ship had sunk, there should have been no need to postpone the matches.
".She seems fine."
Lu PingAn even wandered over there and happened to see her sneaking food in the restaurant. When he picked up a small cake, the girl shot him a vicious glare, and he said nothing.
However, just after Lu PingAn returned to his room, he encountered an unexpected visitor outside his door.
".You came to?"
"Haha, our church doesn't care for all that formal nonsense. Just call me Gan Qianyun."
Lu PingAn was still rather surprised when this eighth-rank Master of Ceremonies came knocking.
This man was truly busy—the controller of the entire ceremony and Secret