Lou Guanshan teleported straight to the front of the crowd, arriving before [Withered Glory Theatre].
"Well, damn. I was wondering what was wrong with you lot. Turns out you were drawing aggro onto us."
Narrator Number Nine flatly denied it. "Please refrain from baseless speculation."
Lou Guanshan looked baffled. "Does this even need speculation? Isn't it perfectly clear to everyone?"
As he spoke, he looked at the others.
A tall, thin contestant folded his arms. "Exactly. Everyone who can enter the Awakened League is a Fifth Order or Sixth Tier powerhouse. Anyone who's cultivated to this level certainly isn't an idiot.
"[Withered Glory Theatre], I think you owe us an explanation for why you're here at the Awakened League. We'd like to hear what you have to say."
A tall female contestant spoke up as well. "That's right. Stop using Hold Up the Heavens as a gimmick. We're not your weapons."
The Narrator began explaining impatiently, while Lou Guanshan successfully slipped away. Turning toward Wan Lan as she approached, he waved excitedly.
"Long time no see, Wan Lan."
Wan Lan looked Lou Guanshan up and down. His muscular torso was wrapped in a black tank top beneath a khaki jacket, paired with cargo pants and ankle boots. He looked considerably more mature.
She raised an eyebrow slightly. "You got here fast."
Lou Guanshan smiled and pointed behind him with his thumb.
"Su Wuwei's in that direction. I can already sense him."
Wan Lan nodded. "He was the first one to ask a question just now. He never misses a chance to watch a good show."
"Hey, hey, hey. Isn't it a little rude to gossip about me right in front of me?"
Having heard them, Su Wuwei walked over with a wry smile, one hand in his trouser pocket and