The window seats in the teahouse were especially quiet. A gentle breeze blew in through the window, sweeping away the morning chill.
Everyone sat obediently without speaking, their eyes unconsciously drifting toward the Soul Fighting Arena entrance below. Their recent encounter with the Shrek group had planted a subtle anticipation in all their hearts. Everyone wanted to see just how much real ability these geniuses, hailed as monsters, possessed.
Before long, Yu Xiaogang led all of the Shrek Seven Devils through the arena gates, disappearing completely from their sight.
Seeing this, Lin Chen slowly rose and patted the creases out of his clothes.
"Let's go. It's our turn to head in."
The others snapped out of their thoughts and rose to follow him. They descended from the teahouse's second floor in an orderly line, stepped onto the level stone paving, and headed straight for the main entrance of Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena.
The moment they reached the entrance, everyone moved in perfect unison.
Hands up, masks on.
A pure white fox mask, a black cat face, a brown bear face, a golden monkey mask, a plain white mask, and black-and-white half masks—each settled securely over its wearer's face, instantly concealing everyone's true appearance. Their familiar teammates now carried an unfamiliar air of mystery, with every clue to their identities hidden away.
With their disguises in place, they hesitated no longer and stepped into the grand, spacious arena.
The arena was nowhere near as lively during the day as it was at night. Few people wandered through it, and the spaces between the platforms stood empty. Only a handful of Soul Masters fought on their respective platforms, while the spectator seats were sparsely occupied. The atmosphere was quiet, with less of battle's blood-stirring excitement and more of a dull, deserted