Du Longwang was almost standing up, watching his grandson from the second floor with a furrowed brow. He could see how tense Du Feng was and knew what was on his mind, after all, this was his grandson.
Seeing Du Feng's troubled and panicked expression, Du Longwang actually wanted to help him withdraw from the competition several times. However, he never spoke up because he still held a sliver of hope that, even if his grandson could just attempt it, it would bring some honor.
Yet, looking at Du Feng's troubled face, wanting him to try seemed almost impossible. Du Longwang sighed forlornly and was about to announce for Du Feng when suddenly Du Feng took a deep breath, rolled up his right sleeve, bared his arm like Ye Qing did, and slowly reached into the box.
