A few minutes earlier...
Gong Feitian had long occupied one of the special high viewing platforms on the south side of the arena, together with some directors. His stepfather, Gong Shangguan, was sitting in the front seat, coughing from time to time.
Although he couldn't see his stepfather's expression clearly, he knew he was worried for his other son based on how he was clenching his fists and the series of coughs from ever since Gong Panli's group entered, and it intensified when two of the combatants on his stepbrother's side admitted defeat, leading the points to 2-0 in favor of Soaring Heights.
The people in the room except Director Gong and his subordinate were in a happy mood for the results.
"Where did Gong Panli pick up those two? Those two are more cowards than chickens."
"How can one remain unafraid when your opponent is the Soaring Heights? But those two should have fought at least..."
