"[Twenty-four] wins, the next group is [Twenty-five], [Twenty-six]."
Pei Ye walked back and sat down next to Zhang Siche, reaching out his hand, "I return this to you."
By now, he realized that after killing an opponent, the capacity in his body would increase. Indeed, it was possible for "Nine Out, Thirteen Return."
"Eh, I was just joking," Zhang Siche said casually, "You still have a match in the first round, keep it for now. Give it back to me when I go on stage."
He added, "So, shall we continue our story?"
Pei Ye, however, asked, "What if… what if we face each other?"
"Then you have to return it to me," Zhang Siche stated seriously, "I won't hold back my punches."
"…" Pei Ye grasped his arm and spoke in a low voice, "I mean… we need to figure out a way to escape before we face each other."
Zhang Siche looked at him, and he looked back at Zhang Siche.
Zhang Siche said, "The man in black outside has True Qi, they can hear what you say."
"…"