Falling Meteor

"I can't make up my mind." Someone screamed.

"On one hand, I want fellow Daoist Yu to win but on the other…" The person sighed and looked at the stage.

"Forget it. I am still going to support fellow Daoist Yu." He made up his mind.

"What's the use of being so tangled? Did you bet on elder Yang?"

"I bet on fellow Daoist Mo."

"In that case, shouldn't you be angry at fellow Daoist Yu? After all, he is the one who eliminated fellow Daoist Mo."

"You don't get it. If fellow Daoist Yu wins the martial contest, the defeat of fellow Daoist Mo will be justified."

"Is that how it is?"

"It's exactly how it is."

"I am the opposite; I want fellow Daoist Yu to lose. I have lost spirit stones because of him and I don't want him to feel better."

"How petty."

"Don't tell me you don't feel the same. Why should he be the only winner?" A person sneered and the rest fell silent.