At night, Ye Tianfan couldn't quite sleep, after all, tomorrow was the top eight showdown, and through Ye Tianfan's observation, every one of them was not simple and would be very difficult to deal with.
Of course, Ye Tianfan wasn't entirely sleepless because of worry about this; it was mainly because he was a bit stuffed, since he and Bai Feng went to the First Seat Canteen again and also brought some dishes for senior brothers. They didn't dare to take too much, fearing embarrassment, eating and taking away secretly.
Ye Tianfan walked in the silent, deserted large square. Even at night, the large square was still lightly fogged, like gauze and smoke, breathtakingly beautiful.
In this kind of loneliness without people, Ye Tianfan felt a signal that couldn't be sensed during the day.
"Come on, come here, I can give you power." This was probably the kind of message the signal conveyed.
