"Alright, sir!" After hearing Lu Yuan's words, the staff member responded and hurriedly began the registration.
"The registration is complete, sir. This young lady's match is the sixth one this morning. The fourth match has just begun, so there is still some time. You may look around as you please."
"The match will wait until you return before it begins," the staff member said.
"No need. I'll go in and watch the matches. By the way, I heard everyone has to hand over a cup of Bloody Mary as an entrance fee?" Lu Yuan asked.
"That applies to others, sir. You do not need to. You may go anywhere in the entire City of Slaughter as you please," the staff member said respectfully.
"I see. Then that's all. Get back to your work; I'll be going now." Holding Hu Liena's hand, Lu Yuan spoke calmly.
"Take care, sir."
Watching Lu Yuan gradually walk away, the staff member wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and finally let out a sigh of relief. Standing beside Lu Yuan, that abyssal, prison-like aura had truly left him struggling to breathe. What a terrifying man.
The staff member sighed inwardly.
Holding Hu Liena's hand, Lu Yuan swaggered into the Hell Slaughter Arena with her.
Lu Yuan was like a plague god—wherever he went, the crowds scattered away.
The Hell Slaughter Arena had originally been deafeningly noisy, with endless shouts and even people openly doing that sort of thing. Yet the moment Lu Yuan arrived, everything came to a halt. One after another, they stared at him with fearful eyes.
He was the man who had forced the Slaughter King to compromise, the man who had fought his way into the City of Slaughter and left it too afraid to pursue the matter. Lu Yuan's