Lin Feng's expression turned strange. What kind of absurd development was this? Could they be the clones of some extraterrestrial demon on the Douluo Continent?
Qian Renxue snorted coldly.
"I'm only teaching you a lesson. As Soul Masters, you should cultivate your character all the more.
You dared to leer so wickedly even in a place like this. In your daily lives, who knows how depraved you must be.
You should count yourselves lucky that I didn't blind you completely. Hurry up and find a healing-type Soul Master. If you wait too long, get ready to wear an eyepatch!"
Although Lin Feng possessed the Breath of Life, he had no intention of using it on them.
Their brazen stares and lewd remarks earlier had already earned them a light punishment.
Lin Feng had never been a saint. He would not necessarily kill those who offended the women by his side, but they would certainly not escape some physical suffering.
"Just you wait! We'll be back! The Huang Family Three Ghosts will never rest until we are enemies for life!"
The middle-aged man on the high platform frowned.
"Shut up! The Soul Arena has its rules. You chose to gamble in battle, and no lives were lost, so everything remained within the rules.
Have you forgotten how you burned your previous two opponents' skin until it festered?
If you had kept your eyes to yourselves, how would things have ended up like this? Leave at once!"
Huang Family Two Ghosts were left speechless by the middle-aged man's rebuke. Though they were furious inside, they could only use their remaining eye to shoot Qian Renxue and Lin Feng a venomous glare.
Then they staggered out of the Soul Arena, moving with remarkable haste, as though they could not wait to find their