The Central Square was enormous, and with the chaotic crowds from the tournament, getting to the Arts Division's competition area took some time.
All the way there, Houhuiyao was a picture of triumph, swaggering at the very front. It seemed he'd never felt so vindicated in his life.
Xiyue Frost was her usual quiet self. Man Tiaotiao, irritated with Feng Hao, also kept silent. She was too busy mentally cursing him while also trying to figure out how to get her hands on his Body Refining Nutrient Liquid.
As they walked, Houhuiyao inevitably noticed Feng Hao's new equipment. His eyes wide with surprise, he asked, "Brother Feng, where'd you buy this gear? The design's not bad! It could totally go head-to-head with that super cool equipment that's been all the rage lately."
"What do you mean, 'go head-to-head'? This *is* the stuff Xiong Tianfang made," Feng Hao replied dismissively, secretly laughing to himself.
