Are You Threatening Me? Meeting the Seven Girls!

Barak Royal Capital Great Soul Arena, second floor.

The heavy wooden door at the end of the corridor was shut tight, with a faint, oppressive pulse of Soul Power leaking from behind it.

The registration attendant who had led him there hesitated before the door for a moment. In the end, he raised his hand and knocked three times, then gently pushed the door open. Stepping aside, he gestured for Huang Yun to enter.

Huang Yun stepped inside.

The office was far quieter than the hall downstairs.

There was a mahogany desk, leather chairs, several landscape paintings and calligraphy pieces hanging on the walls, and a bronze incense burner in the corner, wisps of smoke curling upward.

A middle-aged man in a dark purple brocade robe stood before the window with his back to the door.

He was of average height and somewhat thin, his hair meticulously combed. Even from behind, he looked like a man who cared greatly about appearances.

Upon hearing the footsteps, Manager Otto slowly turned around.

He looked to be in his forties, with shrewd features, slightly prominent cheekbones, and a pair of triangular eyes that carried a merchant's characteristic calculation and scrutiny.

When his gaze landed on Huang Yun, he looked him over several times, seemingly judging what gave this hat-wearing youth the confidence to come alone to the Royal Capital Great Soul Arena and place a massive wager of one million Gold Soul Coins.

"You're here to cause trouble, aren't you?"

Otto skipped the pleasantries and spoke directly, his tone dark. "Who sent you?"

Huang Yun stood in the doorway with his hands in his pockets, his calm gaze beneath the bamboo hat meeting Otto's.

His tone was casual, even carrying a trace of disdain. "I meet the age requirements to compete. I had