"Oh my God, oh my Gosh, oh Fark! Is Nameless really going to settle the score with that lunatic in this way? It's just too crazy!" An old lady was babbling incoherently.
The emotions of the people around seemed off as well, "I bet their brains must have been taken out."
"You're right, my friend, let's hope they turn into mayonnaise—ah... what I mean is, to hell with them."
"Yes, buddy, for God's sake, shouldn't we grab a coffee now?"
Feng Yi instinctively lowered the brim of his hat; the conversations around were too strange, hopefully he wouldn't be mistaken as one of them. As for why he came today, the reason was simple: Feng Yi knew Nameless's true identity.
On the contrary, there were very few Cantelu audience today; they seemed uninterested in this type of battle.
