"Heaven Rank 9527, wins!"
Xing Shu's announcement rang out with solid finality.
The moment the spectators heard Xing Shu's voice, another shrill, despairing cry rose from the arena: "Ahhh! I'm bankrupt again!"
"Bankrupt!"
"Damn it, how did Heaven Rank 9527 win again? Is the Man-Tearing Lion eating shit? My spirit stones, ahhhhh..."
A crowd of Demons began wailing in agony.
Many powerful Demons glared at Lin Bai's back, trembling all over with rage.
In the private room, Su Xianmei saw Lin Bai kill the Man-Tearing Lion with a sword so fast it reached the extreme. She let out a long breath and said with a smile, "Let's go, Young Master Yun."
The beautiful youth saw that Su Xianmei had finally smiled and immediately asked with a grin, "Xianmei? Are we leaving now? Aren't you going to watch the duels that follow? The next one is a clash between two hundred-win experts. It'll be spectacular."
Su Xianmei smiled. "I'm not interested anymore."
With that, Su Xianmei left the private room directly!
The beautiful youth turned his gaze toward the passage through which Lin Bai had left. His instincts told him that Su Xianmei definitely had an extraordinary connection with this person. Otherwise, she would not have paid such close attention to his every move.
"Who exactly is this person? How did he make Xianmei pay so much attention to him?" After thinking for a moment, the beautiful youth turned and left the private room.
When he stepped out of the private room, a Demon at the entrance respectfully bowed to him.
The beautiful youth asked, "Were you sent by the Demon Emperor?"
The Demon replied deferentially, "Yes."
The beautiful youth said, "I want you to do something for me. Investigate the origins of Heaven Rank 9527. Remember, I don't want anyone