Si Fan confidently walked to the competitors' registration area.
The same burly man was standing at the door.
The burly man saw Si Fan approaching, with that unique outfit and a physique more slender than a girl's. He recognized her as King in an instant!
Recalling the last time he was thrown over the shoulder, his entire body started to tremble.
A phrase involuntarily popped into his mind: She's here, she's here, she's here with the championship title!
"K-king god, y-you're here, you're here..."
The burly man's voice was trembling as he spoke, clearly still haunted by the shadow of Si Fan's last visit.
Si Fan's cold and aloof gaze swept over the burly man, and at that moment, he almost couldn't resist kneeling to her in submission.
The burly man quickly gave a ninety-degree bow, "King god, last time I didn't recognize you and offended you, please forgive my ignorance and have mercy on me!"
Si Fan's lips moved slightly, "Who are you?"
The burly man: "?!!!"
