The referee was confused, the audience was confused, even Lan Ziye was confused!

The man was very natural, with a flattering smile on his face, saying: "I've seen the Twelve Young Master's competitions, his fighting ability is too strong! Haha, I'm not stupid. If I know I can't win, I might as well just admit defeat and avoid getting beaten and suffering. Besides... if I get hurt accidentally, it will cost more money, right?"

Lan Ziye raised his eyebrows: So clear!

Seeing that Lan Ziye was in a good mood, the man approached with a flattering expression and said, "My name is Bai Yufan!" He handed over his business card and continued, "I work in intelligence and assassination, it's a family business! Of course, I know you definitely don't need to kill people, but intelligence... there's nothing we can't investigate, only what you don't want to know! Also... we are also a major shareholder in Lanxuan Times. We can help you with any news you want to release or any public opinion you want to create. The price is absolutely fair and we are absolutely honest!"

Lan Ziye: ...So this guy is here to advertise.

"To be honest with you, I'm just participating in this kind of competition for fun. I mainly want to gain more fans and fame, do some publicity, and make some preparations for our family's listing in the future!" The man said with a wry smile.

Lan Ziye took the business card and glanced at it calmly: "Bai Group?"

"Yes, yes, yes. My father is the chairman of the board, and I am his only child. My current position is general manager. If you are free, you can come to our Bai Group. My father also wants to meet you, the legendary King of Nanwang Street, Lan Twelveth Young Master!" the man said cautiously.

Lan Ziye smiled calmly and put away the business card.

The man finally breathed a sigh of relief, then continued with a flattering smile, "Then I'll be out first?"

Lan Ziye nodded, and the man left the private room quickly.

Not long after the man left, another rival arrived, an old acquaintance, Ghost Seven.

Gui Qi still had that arrogant look on his face. He walked straight to the camera, picked up the microphone, and said coldly into it, "I give up!" After that, he put down the microphone neatly.

All the fans in the audience were stunned. What was going on? It was fine if Bai Yufan had just given up, but why did Ghost Seven also give up? Ghost Seven was very powerful. They also wanted to see Lan Twelve Young Master and Ghost Seven compete in speed!

Gui Qi walked up to Lan Ziye and said lightly: "Wu Xuzi came to me, and I agreed!" After that, he continued to walk out of the private room in a smug manner.

He didn't care at all about Lan Ziye's reaction.

Lan Ziye: ...

The following contestants came on stage one after another, but they either admitted defeat directly or were killed instantly by Lan Ziye. Soon the winner of Lan Ziye's group was chosen, and it was Lan Ziye without a doubt.

To everyone's surprise, the other three games were not even halfway through.

Lan Ziye looked at the big screen, then at Chu Xixuan, and said helplessly, "How about we go eat something first? I think the finals might not be until tonight!"

Chu Xixuan shrugged and said, "I'll call Wu Xuzi later and ask him to watch here. I'll let you know when the finals are over!"

Lan Ziye looked at Chu Xixuan with amusement and said, "Why do I feel like you're even more adept at using Wu Xuzi than I am?"

Chu Xixuan touched his nose, thought for a moment, and said, "I think Wu Xuzi would rather be ordered around by me!"

Lan Ziye: ...Well, Wu Xuzi has been wanting to cling to the eldest son of the Chu family for a long time.