At the other end of the passage, a plain white figure slowly emerged.
His golden hair hung slightly over his shoulders. His face was resolute, his bearing heroic, and his body stood straight as a spear.
A pair of black eyes gleamed like cold stars in the dark night.
The moment he appeared, a commotion erupted throughout the Duel Arena. Quite a few young women secretly fell for him, their eyes shining with excitement.
Several cold snorts immediately rang out from the high platform. One came from Zhu Zhuyue, and the other from Dai Weisi.
Dai Weisi felt that Dai Yao, that brat, had an even better appearance than he did. Indignant, he let out a cold snort.
Brat, what a show-off. Let's see how pleased you can be after today. Zhu Zhuyue thought angrily.
She then turned maliciously toward Zhu Zhuqing, but Dai Hengyu blocked her view.
With an unserious tone, Dai Hengyu raised his brows at Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Dai Yao's little girlfriend, if you find someone too annoying, why not come sit over here with me?"
At the words "little girlfriend," Zhu Zhuqing's face reddened, and she moved away from Zhu Zhuyue without making it obvious.
A change also occurred in the arena.
"Have you finally stopped hiding like a turtle?" Dai Yaming sneered as he looked at Dai Yao in the distance.
Ever since the battle between Fatty and Dai Yao, Fatty had remained unable to move, even with the help of an auxiliary Soul Master.
Fatty's defeat had cost Dai Yaming a great deal of face. Many of the nobles who had followed him abandoned him, and his influence shrank considerably for a time.
The one ultimately responsible for everything was Dai Yao.
Hearing Dai Yaming's words, Dai Yao merely smiled faintly. "You and