Chapter 125: Dark Gold Chasing the Waves

As they say, a person's reputation precedes them, especially those with a notable status who pay close attention to their public image. As soon as Jiu Kong took the stage, he placed his hands behind his back and gazed up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. Clad in a white robe, he exuded the lonely charm of a master.

At that moment, Jiu Kong remained silent, waiting for his opponent's surprised reaction—a situation he had become accustomed to through frequent experience.

However.

The entire arena was utterly silent; not even a whisper could be heard, let alone exclamations. Jiu Kong, somewhat surprised, shifted his gaze downward only to see that his opponent was a player dressed in a black robe and wearing a mask.

"Spilt Water Can't Be Regained?"

Jiu Kong's relaxed demeanor vanished, and he scrutinized Su Ran intently, even drawing out his crystal-clear ice fan, which indicated the high regard he had for Su Ran.