Chen Yi, seated on the Frozen Throne, did not speak.
He just leaned back in the chair, his eyes tightly closed, his mind uncontrollably conjuring the image of himself appearing before the public with a special effect spanning a hundred meters.
What a sight that was.
The swagger, if not displayed several times in one's life, would surely be a life lived in vain.
He did not know how much time had passed.
A cautious, probing voice finally came from beneath the throne.
"Uh... are you not satisfied?"
"Show it to me."
Chen Yi slowly opened his eyes and looked down calmly at the man standing before the throne.
"Okay."
The middle-aged man took out a card-like pass from his bosom and suddenly, with a serious expression, barked, "Go!"
The next second—
His wrist flicked violently, and the pass was flung several meters into the air above his head.
As the surrounding players lifted their gazes unconsciously toward the teal card suspended mid-air,
"Clang!"