[My butler]

The three started conversing, the voice of the announcer who was explaining in great detail as to what importance of the whole tournament is, became a background noise to the remaining contestants. Zhi Ruo in particular, took this opportunity to heal herself, soon, Zhōngguó was back into her hands as she pumped her MP into the weapon.

Ravel spared a glance at the weapon on Zhi Ruo's lap, but maintained his smile nonetheless, looking like he saw something but pretended to see nothing. Alberu looked at the butler who sported a half smile , long and hard. Before dropping the topic of buying the servant from Zhi Ruo. He had a feeling that his efforts would be futile attempts if he pressed on any further.

Alberu's instincts and his well placed decision was correct, and he couldn't have been more right. It really would have been futile attempt on his part.

Soon after a round of congratulations, and banter, mostly thrown unto Zhi Ruo. The three quieted down, Yu Zhúlín and Alberu ate the foo