"Mr. Ye Xiaofan, do you have confidence in winning against David tomorrow?"
"Mr. Ye Xiaofan, do you feel pressured right now?"
"Mr. Ye Xiaofan, please wait..."
After the conference ended, facing the swarm of reporters, Xiaofan just offered a faint smile and declined further interviews. He really wasn't used to facing everyone under the flashlights. Some things are just like that, no matter how much you say, only the facts can better explain everything.
Back at the hotel, Xiaofan was also thinking about tomorrow's final match. Does he really have the confidence to beat David? Besides fully comprehending the Nine Sobbing Palms, he was just a beginner in Swallow's Counterattack and Buddha's Fury. If these three moves couldn't handle him, how else could he win?
"Huh? Why didn't Liu Siyan come today?" Opening the door, Chen Mei'Er walked in as usual.
