96’s eyes flashed. This was Huo Yuhao’s blatant way of telling him that he wasn’t going to reveal his name. He didn’t probe further, but only smiled. “Number 66, what’s your take on today’s fight?”

Huo Yuhao seemed to be excited. “Interesting. Who says soul engineers can’t fight? I think it’s a good idea to fight using your own soul tool.”

Number 96 chortled and said, “I think it’s a good idea too.”

“It seems like we have the same thinking. I’ve seen the groups earlier. We won’t meet in this round.”

“It doesn’t matter. I’ll win.” Huo Yuhao’s gaze turned sharp.

“Is that so? We’ll see.” 96 smiled and stood up before walking back to his original seat. There was a scornful look on his face. He believed that he had gotten whatever information he needed from this arrogant young man in a wheelchair.

Huo Yuhao twisted his lips and didn’t even look at the two of them.

Testing me? You can slowly test all you want.

“To all distinguished guests, the tournament is about to begin.” A staff member came in to inform them.

Both the number 96 and 98 stood up at the same time. They didn’t give way to each other, but walked briskly out of the lounge together.

Huo Yuhao snorted, revealing how displeased he was.

A vicious gaze flashed across number 98’s eyes. He was about to act up, but...