"The broadcasting rights for this Yellow River Assembly's main tournament have been jointly won by Heavenly Balance Arena and Blue Wolf Arena."
The more seriously Jia Fugui thought, the more he liked to occupy himself with other things. Keeping busy was his way of thinking, and right now, he casually wrote Zhao Tiezhu a letter.
Heavenly Balance Arena was the main business he had undertaken after getting out of prison. He had bought an arena that had been neither hot nor cold from the Pei Clan of Zhengtian Prefecture at great expense, renamed it "Heavenly Balance," then embarked on a frenzied spree of acquisitions and breakneck expansion in less than a year... and sank its teeth into the great cake that was the Yellow River Assembly.
Zhao Tiezhu's reply came back sharp and alert: "Once this commentary gig is over, I'll bring some fine wine to pay Lord Huang a visit."
Forcing out Chu Kingdom's "Flame Phoenix" and Wei State's "True Martial" was the unspoken understanding between Heavenly Balance and Blue Wolf. After this Yellow River Assembly, the loudest signs in All-Under-Heaven City's arena world would belong to these two alone.
Zhao Tiezhu's letter continued: "Brother Fugui, don't you worry. The two of us brothers are colluding from within and without, thick as thieves—sooner or later, we'll stand atop The Present World!"
Yet the clear, jade-like voice of Eagle Soaring Command's young master rang through the arena: "The next match is truly something else. The first contestant to take the stage is named 'Wenyong.' This man is no simple figure. When you hear the surname 'Wen,' what do you think of? Ha ha, you've definitely guessed wrong—it has nothing to do with Qiantang—"
Information related to the name "Wenyong" flashed through Jia Fugui's mind, his thoughts spinning swiftly. He did