The guard on the side secretly rejoiced that he was smart enough not to offend Ling Yun. This was someone even their Steward Chen feared, surely a scion of those bigwigs from the Beast Taming Sect.
Steward Chen swallowed hard, his heart plunging into utter panic.
Unthinkable!
The Supreme Emperor Lord had disappeared for a few years, only to show up here!
No, no!
It was the Ancient Underworld King, that most powerful man, who had run over here. He had no death wish.
The Beast Taming Sect had a record crystal of the King of Hell, though ordinary people could never see it. Yet he had once been given the chance to see it, and plus, that Little Princess looked familiar—she hadn't changed at all.
Did they take him for a fool?
Wasn't it just a new haircut? His eyesight had never failed him.
"Yes, yes, yes... I'll go take care of it right away, and terminate this match immediately."
Steward Chen retreated in a panic. That aura—monarch of all under heaven—was simply not something a small fry like him could withstand, even though his strength wasn't bad and he counted as an expert in the Lower Three Heavens.
"Don't run your mouth, or else... Hehe... You know!" A strange and mesmerizing smile appeared on Ling Yun's lips.
"This subordinate understands, this subordinate is clear on that." Steward Chen was terrified, his whole heart hanging in suspense.
Knowing she could go to the match, the little one swept away her previous gloom.
"Daddy is so amazing! They're all afraid of you, so you should stand up and fight for justice for all the little piglets."
Ling Yun: "..."
Steward Chen leaped up and stood high upon the fighting ring!
"Quiet down, everyone, and let me say a few words."