Before Lin Feng could ask, Bo Jiu had already stood up, a left hand on her slender neck was pulling it to the left.
"It's finally my turn."
Her personality and the way she wore her gear were so fitting.
She never fastened the zipper entirely, this time exposed the white t-shirt inside.
When she stood up, the t-shirt straightened.
But that wasn't even all ━ because the crowd went crazy.
Not for any other reason, but for the small row of words imprinted on the youngster's t-shirt.
Supreme Alliance. Spade Z.
The words were black, written in a beautiful calligraphic style and followed by a green emblem.
Everyone knew what this emblem represented: It was the principle behind the initial formation of the Spade fans.
Support wasn't just superficial.
They strived to accomplish positivity.
But why would that shirt…?
