Chapter 972: Isolating the Chaotic Rules

"Even… Perfected Lord Long lost?"

The vice president looked dumbfounded. How could Perfected Lord Long have lost? The president had personally invited him to become an attendant of the Chamber of Commerce.

The president had even mentioned that Perfected Lord Long was unlikely to find a match among anyone below the level of a Perfected Deity.

But now? Perfected Lord Long had actually lost. He had not lost to a supreme Perfected Deity, but a Perfected Lord from a remote Chaotic continent, a mere Perfected Lord.

"How is this possible?"

Apart from the vice president, the other Perfected Lords of the Fortune Chamber of Commerce were also dumbfounded and stunned. It was not that Perfected Lord Long had never fought before, but every time he fought, he had always resolved the problem cleanly.