John had initially thought that Victor had been restricted by the underground city authorities, which was why he had become like this.
But now, it seemed that wasn't the case.
"Are you saying he was already like this when he first arrived here?" John asked.
The announcer, though puzzled himself, nodded in confirmation.
"Yes, everyone here knows that the Immortal Messenger has always been like this ever since he arrived. There has never been any change."
John didn't say anything, just silently observed Victor across the room.
If that was indeed the case, could it be that someone else was controlling Victor?
Why had Victor become like this, and what was his purpose in coming here?
"When exactly did he come to this place? How did he arrive?"
Since the match had ended, and with today's events concluded, many people in the stands had started to leave one after another.
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