A Matchmaking Tournament, and He Looked Down on Everyone!
Hearing Ling Lin's threat, Xiao Tian's expression turned slightly stern, and his gaze grew more serious. He wasn't afraid of the Mo Family; he was just worried about Qing Lin's situation.
As for stepping into the ring to fight, Xiao Tian couldn't be bothered to humor the spoiled brat. He certainly wasn't going to do what she said!
"Hey, who the hell are you? Let go of Miss Ling Lin!"
"You bastard, where'd this punk come from? How dare you disrespect Miss Ling Lin? Are you tired of living?"
"Let her go right now, or don't blame us for showing no mercy!"
When the many men around them saw Xiao Tian holding Ling Lin, they all shouted at him.
"See? There are plenty of men here willing to help me. If you really want to know, then get in the ring like a good boy. As long as you beat them, I promise I'll tell you everything about Qing Lin." Ling Lin lifted her haughty chin and spoke smugly.
Xiao Tian furrowed his brow, then glanced at Ling Lin and said coolly, "If you're messing with me, don't blame me for being cruel. I'll have my way with you, then kill you!"
Ling Lin snorted at his words, thrust out her chest, and said haughtily, "I may be a little willful, but I keep my word! Just get in the ring and beat everyone, and I'll tell you."
Xiao Tian gave her a glance, then leaped into the ring. Looking down at everyone, he said calmly:
"I'll take on ten!"
At that, the entire arena fell silent. Everyone stared at Xiao Tian, their faces full of astonishment.
A moment later, the crowd came to their senses and burst into laughter, jeering