Soon, Dream in My Heart was the only one left on the battlefield. Wu Shaozhen had deliberately spared him until last; otherwise, he would have been the first to die.
"You!" Dream in My Heart's face flushed red, but he could not get another word out. This was the most crushing defeat their studio had suffered since its founding.
Wu Shaozhen walked up to Dream in My Heart. "Go back and tell Su Zhengfeng that taking my things isn't that easy. Since he dared to take them, he'd better hold on tight. Don't hand them over too easily." With that, Wu Shaozhen finished him off with a Weak Point Break, then leisurely began picking up the equipment on the ground.
By then, many people nearby were itching to make a move, but not one dared to be the first. They had watched the entire battle from beginning to end. If they were honest with themselves, none could claim they would have done better than Dream Chaser Studio. Yet even Dream Chaser Studio had lost. Dustseal's overwhelming strength kept their greed firmly in check.
Su Muxue, who had witnessed the entire battle from the crowd, could only sigh and leave. She desperately wanted to go up and explain things to Wu Shaozhen, but what could she say? She no longer had the final say in the Su Group.
After collecting all the equipment on the ground, Wu Shaozhen strode away without a care. Of the tens of thousands watching, not a single person dared to attack. Even World-Proud Under Heaven, who hated Wu Shaozhen to the bone, held himself back. He had suffered too many losses at Dustseal's hands. He knew he could never beat Dustseal in the game; his only option was to go after him in the real world.