"How... how did you get down here?" Zhuo Shangke was stunned by Fang Jueyu's peculiar entrance.
"I came by plane, you know," Fang Jueyu confessed honestly. "To be honest, when you called me, I had just woken up and was still in Jiangnan City. There was no other way, so I had to make a slightly special entrance."
Fang Jueyu took out his phone, "Sister Xiao Ying, find someone to help me deal with the escape pod at the entrance of Century Stadium in Yanjing."
"Mr. Zhuo, let's hurry inside, the competition is about to start." Fang Jueyu glanced at the time; the participants' entry was nearly closed.
"Oh... oh right..." Zhuo Shangke finally snapped out of it, pulling Fang Jueyu as they rushed toward the arena.
This world always has people with nothing better to do. The video of Fang Jueyu descending from the sky appeared online just minutes later.
"I don't even want to watch anymore, blind guess this person is Dean Fang!"
