Almost in an instant, Xu Huo realized that both the hat-wearing player and the golden-eyed player had developed their characteristics to a certain extent. "Unable to attack the referee in the ring" seemed more like a rule-based power, just like "Truth Above All."
At the same moment, they both chose to retreat. Xu Huo and the golden-eyed player each backed into their own carriage, breaking open the doors behind them one after another, extending into other carriages. Unfortunately, this "arena" seemed to have covered the entire train—behind the golden-eyed player, the floor was enveloped in red smoke, while behind Xu Huo, it was black smoke.
Xu Huo laughed lightly, took off his headphones, and looked at the hat-wearing player: "Are you that bored?"
"Sigh," the hat-wearing player acted dramatic and sighed, "I can't help it, I chose this profession. Whenever I see a fight, I just have to get involved."
