"Yes, we understand."
Zhao Ziran was the first to answer. He was the oldest of their generation and ought to shoulder that responsibility.
"All right, all right, just do your best, everyone. Let's start ordering."
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Ye Mom hurriedly changed the subject, relying on the Old Master's affection for her.
The Old Master said nothing at that, tacitly agreeing.
He had deliberately chatted with his old friend earlier to sound a warning for these children before the tournament.
If they wanted to rise above others and earn respect, they would have to put in more effort.
Maternal Uncle's Wife breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a smile, "How about you, Ye Qing? Are you confident about making the top sixteen this time? I'll be satisfied if our Ziran makes the top hundred."
"Oh, come on, Mom, what are you saying? I'm aiming for the top fifty!"
Zhao Ziran rolled his eyes. He was a Trainer with a Pseudo-Legendary Pokémon, after all. How could the top hundred be enough?
"It's good that you have that ambition. Now that everyone's here, I have something to announce."
The Old Master cleared his throat and looked around as he spoke.
"What is it?"
Everyone looked puzzled. Even Ye Yunyin, who had been absorbed in her phone, looked at the Old Master.
"I think everyone knows where Yunyin and Ziran stand in terms of strength. Once you enter the main tournament, you're very likely to encounter powerful opponents. If you face someone particularly strong, I hope you'll fight with everything you have."
"Dad, can't you just say what you mean?"
Ye Mom was completely confused, unable to work out what her father meant.
Maternal Uncle, who had remained silent, suddenly frowned and explained, "I understand what Dad means. You want