"Who is this guy? He's so fragile!"
"With skills like that, he wants to join the marriage contest? Isn't he just asking for a beating?"
"Where did this idiot come from?"
The crowd stared blankly at the figure, all wondering the same thing. 'Is this guy really here for the marriage contest?'
At the same time, on the fighting stage, the burly youth's eyes narrowed as he stared at Dongfang Youdi, who was sprawled on the ground.
"Damn you to a thousand cuts! Who told you to kick my ass?!"
Dongfang Youdi climbed up, rubbing his rear. That kick from Ye Wushuang had been vicious!
'What's he doing here?'
Hearing this voice, Dongfang Wudi, who was below the stage, felt his lip twitch. How could he not recognize his own shameless younger brother?
His name was Dongfang Wudi, and this brother was named Dongfang Youdi!
He opposed him in everything. To make matters worse, their old man always sided with this younger brother, so he was always the one who got hurt.
