Let Them Know What Cruelty Is

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(Fourth update)

Oscar rubbed his palms together, shot Yang Ming a sly glance, and said to Flender:

"Dean, should we keep throwing matches with Boss Yang this time?"

"Throwing matches?" Flender said with a righteous expression. "We're not throwing matches. We're showing the audience a different kind of competition."

Could something scholars did be called stealing?

Yang Ming and the others fell silent, secretly giving Flender a thumbs-up.

Even Flender's thick skin could not withstand the children's stares. After coughing a few times, he hurriedly changed the subject.

"Alright, let's go!"

Flender readily paid the bill, asked for the location of the Silves Great Soul Arena, and led everyone toward their destination.

Silves City truly deserved to be the capital of the Silves Kingdom. A main avenue wide enough for six horses to ride abreast ran from east to west, paved with neat bluestone slabs. Rather than seeming desolate late at night, it displayed an unusual prosperity.

Tall buildings lined both sides of the road. Pedestrians in all manner of clothing came and went, while conversations and vendors' cries rose and fell. The late-night food sold by the roadside gave off waves of tempting aromas, stirring the hunger in people's bellies.

The Silves Great Soul Arena was far grander than the Suotuo Great Soul Arena. Its hundred-meter-tall structure resembled a giant beast crouching beneath the deep night sky, its dense, brilliant lights like stars glittering overhead.

Before they even entered, they could faintly hear the thunderous cheers from within the Great Soul Arena, making the place seem extraordinarily lively.

Yang Ming and the others did as usual, putting on their Shrek masks to conceal their true appearances.

However, a small problem arose when they registered for their match.

The staff member at the Silves Great Soul Arena carefully examined