When you counted the time, it was already noon before you knew it.
From the tournament's opening, to the battles for supremacy, and now the challenge matches, time had passed neither quickly nor slowly... Yet the people in front of their screens seemed to have truly forgotten about time.
Unless absolutely necessary, they refused to leave their screens for even a second. Some had even reached the point of forgetting to eat.
"As a modern, rotten young man, watching such an exciting show without eating something feels really unnatural!"
Mo Mo couldn't help sighing. He then picked up his chopsticks and ate the food in his boxed lunch. He wasn't afraid of greasy food, so he immediately picked up a piece of fried chicken.
The boxed lunch had been given to Mo Mo by Boss Luo. He had said that a friend had made too much, and letting it go to waste would be a shame. Since sharing was better than enjoying good things alone, he had divided one layer of the food container and given it to Mo Mo.
On the martial arena, Lancelot and Jinju Kyojuro were still probing each other, with no intention of going all out... Compared to the people who had taken the stage before them, the two were fighting somewhat more conservatively.
Even so, in the eyes of people who knew nothing about the supernatural, this was still an exciting match.
"Tea, Mr. Mo Mo."
At that moment, Maid Miss slowly handed over a cup of tea. Young Master of Mount Longhu hurriedly set down his food container before accepting it with both hands. At the same time, he blinked.
The tea had been poured by Maid Miss from a pink thermos—yes, the kind of thermos that was essential for a picnic.
It wasn't