"Patriarch, that little brat has already rushed to second place!" Old Xu was quite agitated. In his understanding, the top four positions were already reserved for the Patriarch's group. Anyone daring to challenge that was essentially provoking the Patriarch, right?

"Oh."

However.

Ning Tian merely responded with an "oh," appearing quite indifferent. "Calm down, Old Xu, there's no need to panic. Second place is just second place. After all, he can only hold onto it temporarily. Let him run for a while."