(Chapter 4700)
The participating forces were still entering one after another, and the crowd had begun to grow slightly.
Seeing Mu Fan act this way, with a smile on his face, Donatello's expression gradually grew stiffer and, in the end, he said with a forced smile, "Truly a hard bone, I hope your body can hold up."
Nuonuo's worried gaze turned towards Mu Fan, and then to his shoulder.
The young man understood her concern, shook his head with a smile, and said, "It's fine, everything awaits the drawing of lots."
The two stood there in place, assuming a conspicuously modest stance among the crowd, looking forward with anticipation.
Opposite them, a group of people from Lan Du Military Group stood proudly.
The girl silently prayed in her heart for Mu Fan's blessing, but what Mu Fan was thinking was anyone's guess.
Suddenly, the lights in the arena dimmed, and spotlight-like beams fixed on the central stage.
