After entering the spectator stands, Yuan Chen was assigned directly to the VIP section due to his special status—yet no one found this improper. Though he was a foreigner, the knowledge Yuan Chen possessed had already earned the recognition of every scholar in Yishuaoken.
"Who would have thought that the conflict between the Yuenales would begin with a Truth Duel between the First Yuenale and the Tenth Yuenale..."
Seated beside Yuan Chen, Sage Sem's face was full of emotion. Yuan Chen, however, remained exceedingly calm.
"There's nothing surprising about it. It's only happening sooner than expected."
Hearing Yuan Chen's words, Sem appeared somewhat taken aback. "You seem to have... anticipated this long ago?"
"I've already seen the outcome. Qiyana wins—a beautiful victory, without shedding a drop of blood." Yuan Chen looked toward the two women who had entered the arena. "Sane loses—an ugly, unbearable defeat."
"You seem... very certain?"
Sem was visibly surprised.
He knew Qiyana was extraordinarily gifted, but Sane had trained far longer and possessed vastly more experience. On top of that, she held the advantage in equipment. No matter how he thought about it, Qiyana should have been at an absolute disadvantage.
And Yuan Chen did not seem like the sort to boast... So why was he so certain?
"Because I've already seen the outcome." Yuan Chen reiterated, turning to look at Sage Sem beside him, his expression utterly relaxed. "The only variable is that Qiyana is stronger now than she was when I saw her."
As he spoke, Yuan Chen raised his champagne glass and offered a distant toast to Qiyana in the arena.
Seeing Yuan Chen's gesture, the corner of Qiyana's lips lifted in an almost imperceptible curve. Then she turned away coolly, looking impatiently at her elder sister.
Hearing Yuan Chen's words, Sage Sem