Reon didn't glance at anything else, his mind clouded with rage — determined to teach Yi Ran a harsh lesson.
She hung limp in his grasp, half-unconscious, cradled in his arms like a fallen princess—her face just few inches from his own.
He could hear her faint, hollow breathing.
"She's so light...so delicate," Reon thought distractedly.
Slowly, he turned his head.
The arena — utterly silent.
Not a single whisper, not even a breath.
"Shit... I think I've caused something even more shocking than defeating the Protagonist," Reon thought grimly, a bead of sweat running down his temple.
Then, like a stone thrown into a frozen lake, a loud, gleeful voice shattered the stillness.
"Yahoo! You're the best, Big Brother!"
It was Xu Yang — yelling at the top of his lungs.
And just like that, a storm of voices erupted across the arena.
"Impossible...! This can't be!"
"For Goddess Yi Ran to be defeated so badly... it's unthinkable!"
