The semifinals went ahead as scheduled.
Silver Frost Team and Rosy Cloud Team were both top seeds in their respective regions, so a draw was needed to decide who would host their match.
Rosy Cloud Team had the better luck and drew the home match.
Silver Frost Team would head to Beijing for the semifinal showdown.
As for White Phoenix Team's match against Jingwu Team, there was no question of home or away. Both teams were from Jinghai, so the match would be held in Jinghai Base City.
Once the semifinalists were confirmed, the organizers put White Phoenix versus Jingwu first on the schedule.
The two teams were from the same city, and the atmosphere was already heating up before the match had even begun.
There was not an empty seat in the arena that night. Plenty of people had even bought standing tickets just to watch the two local teams face off in the semifinals.
In the VIP seats near the front, Li Beihai once again found himself looking at Wu Chonglian.
The organizers had assigned the VIP seats. Whether they had arranged this little coincidence on purpose was anyone's guess, but whenever the cameras swept across the audience, they kept drifting toward the two guild presidents.
If the two presidents clashed, the spectators would have something to talk about for days.
Li Beihai was taking it easy. Wu Chonglian, on the other hand, looked as though he had been sucking lemons.
Looking at Li Beihai, who resembled a gorilla, Wu Chonglian could not fathom how the man had fathered such a lovely daughter.
And somehow, she had found a prodigious talent like Bai Xiaowen—the sort who might not appear once in decades.
Then there was Han Xu, whom Bai Xiaowen had also recruited.
The bitterness in Wu Chonglian's