The one who arrived was naturally Tang Wulin.
Although absorbing the Fourth Seal had gone without incident, it had taken far longer than he had expected.
He had only woken up in his room five minutes ago, only to discover that it was already time for the match to begin. He had rushed out of the Star Emperor Hotel in such a hurry that he had not even managed to straighten his clothes.
Wang Yan gestured toward the arena and said,
"We drew the Two-Two-Three format. We lost the first round. This is the second round, and Yutong is currently fighting Gu Zhujian and Han Ling'er alongside Wang Dong. The outcome will be decided soon."
"I see..."
For a moment, Tang Wulin did not know whether he should feel relieved that he had managed to make it in time or nervous about Huo Yutong's battle.
Before he could sort out his emotions, Beibei came to his side, bowed, and said sincerely,
"Wulin, I don't know whether Yutong can defeat her opponents, nor do I know whether I will still have a chance to fight alongside you in this match. But I want to apologize first for what happened two days ago. I hope you can forgive me and give me a chance to win together with you."
Tang Wulin froze for a moment before instinctively saying,
"Eldest Senior Brother, I never hated you to begin with. Why talk about forgiveness?"
Just as Tang Wulin had said, he had never truly disliked Beibei.
One thing was one thing, and another was another. Beibei's words and views from two days ago had indeed disgusted Tang Wulin, but it was impossible for two people in this world to share exactly the same values. If someone came to hate a person they had been