The flowing mist tore apart, layer by layer, on the speeding Fly Shuttle.
Lu Yuan stood in the center of the snow-white superalloy floor as two White Bears, one in front and one behind, quickly fitted him into a Gold Bear's specially made protective battlesuit.
The deep blue and black superfiber material conformed inch by inch to Lu Yuan's skin, giving him the feeling of donning a military uniform.
"Have the people of Crane Sect left?"
He tried to suppress his restless battle intent with another topic.
Xiao Ren, standing beside him, replied, "Not yet. They seem to be preparing to attend the opening ceremony of the tournament."
Lu Yuan's eyes flickered. He could somewhat understand Master Liudao Yuan's behavior.
Given Liu's personality, after successfully showing off, not being able to flaunt it everywhere would be worse than death.
But Liu continued to linger there...
