C444 The End of the Competition

Bai Zihao gulped down his saliva, striving to preserve his usual composure.

Yet, his quivering legs utterly gave away his current state of mind.

He chuckled nervously and, fighting back his fear, said, "There's no need for all this hassle. You could just ask me directly."

In that instant, even his form of address shifted.

From calling him Brother Ye Fann, he switched to the more formal 'you