The Hardships of a D

All eyes turned to one spot—a young man dressed in strange and flamboyant attire, leaning back nonchalantly in a chair, with his legs crossed and fingers constantly digging into his nostrils. He then casually flicked them away as if nothing had happened.,Those few who were seething with rage, upon seeing this, became even more unbearable. They strode straight towards the young man, ready to give him a taste of his own medicine.,"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you something. If there are still more than fifty people standing on the stage after half an hour, then everyone will be eliminated, and this year's Association Tournament will end early."。