C35 Meeting the Strong Man Again

Xiaomei, who had been coaxed by Xia Yang's sweet words, had long abandoned her previous unhappiness. She held Xia Yang's arm and leaned on his shoulder with a sweet smile as she watched the match.

Because there were two more groups of candidates in the third round, it seemed even more lively and crowded. The cheers, cheers, and insults outside the arena were all deafening