Liu Xinzong sighed deeply.
He turned his head, looking in the direction where Ghost Mask had just been taken away.
"Ghost Mask hid many things."
"So many... so many!"
The junior brother heard this, turned his head again, and looked at the towering figure standing alone on the stage, his face showing an expression mixed with astonishment.
"So you're saying, the final reason Bai Xiao won the championship is because..."
Seated, Liu Xinzong lamented and finished the last half of the sentence.
"He's just too strong!"
"Not because Ghost Mask is weak..."
A secluded corner of the spectator stands.
Shadow Assassin Si Yu, somewhat distracted, his face unnaturally pale. When he saw Bai Xiao claim the championship, he was completely shaken. He knew very well how powerful Evil Ghost Face was. When both were at full strength, he and Ghost Mask were simply not in the same league.
"Even Ghost Mask has lost?"
"Bai Xiao, this person..."
