Before long, someone came over to Li Yao to inquire if he needed any healing to recover his condition. Li Yao, having not been injured in the first place, declined.
"It seems like our side is taking this tournament pretty seriously, huh? This is the kind of treatment that only those retired 'War God' mecha pilots would receive," Pupil observed, looking at the pile of mostly auxiliary military items placed beside Li Yao.
Sister Li said, "Now that our chairman is the only one left, it's natural that they would pay more attention."
"As long as the chairman can take the championship, it looks like a promotion in military rank is in order," Demoness joked.
Li Yao responded with a wry smile, "Winning the championship is nowhere near as easy as you think. The remaining competitors are all strong, and besides, I'm not interested in military ranks. I don't even have enough time to deal with our guild's affairs, let alone be tied down by responsibilities outside of the game."