Night fell, and the city lights began to shine.
Along the long avenue, cars flowed like dragons, stretching into a dazzling ribbon of light.
Skyscrapers stood everywhere, countless lights illuminating the night sky. The commercial streets were bustling, with crowds coming and going amid endless noise.
Night was the city's most dazzling moment. Lights crisscrossed everywhere, weaving a world as bright as day. Yet there was one place celebrating beneath dim lighting.
An underground boxing arena. At its center stood a steel birdcage ring, a focused beam of light shining down and illuminating every detail.
The seats all around were packed with masked spectators. Beneath the dim lights, the release of human nature was brewing.
At that moment, a refined young man with his upper body bare walked through the small door of one side of the birdcage.
When the spectators saw him, they immediately burst into thunderous laughter.
"A scrawny guy?"
"Are you kidding? He's going into the ring wearing glasses."
"It's only a warm-up. Don't set your expectations too high."
The entire venue instantly boiled over. Some people even flung stacks of banknotes into the ring, yet no one bothered to pick them up.
This was merely an appetizer. Everyone knew it. The opponent did not matter; they wanted to see how Ghost Bear would torture and kill him.
Wang Xiao Er listened to the unrestrained mockery around him without changing expression. He had come to make money, but when he stepped into the ring, his mood inexplicably turned terrible. It seemed Ye Zi had influenced him.
"First of all, let us welcome everyone once again."
A voice transmitted through the microphone immediately overwhelmed the roaring crowd.
As soon as that voice emerged, the spectators fell silent as if by mutual agreement.
"Today, our death match has welcomed