"The situation might get interesting."
Young Master Gu turned his head and saw Mu Fan looking at him with an inquiring and concerned gaze, then smiled and spoke.
"Are you saying that there might be changes in this round's combat situation?"
Young Master Gu pursed his lips but eventually nodded, "Truth and illusion, military tactics are never too deceitful, but ultimately it boils down to the confrontation of hard strength, Song Feiguang..."
He didn't finish the last half of the sentence, but his expression said it all.
Mu Fan gently nodded, always feeling that his roommate's words and actions were as mysterious as ever. Every sentence from the start of this competition seemed to be full of deeper meaning.
Listening to the cheers around and looking at the grand stage of mecha combat, Mu Fan couldn't help but think of that cute girl who loved to wrinkle her nose at him.
