Silence.
Both inside the private room at that moment and outside it.
Everyone outside wanted to know just what was happening inside room 17.
After all, the governor of the Eastern Island Block, a Saint Spirit Tier figure of the Nation of Ten Thousand Islands, had gone inside. Had those two outsiders who had dared to provoke him with their bids already been trampled?
They did not know, but entertainment like this truly had not appeared in the Nation of Ten Thousand Islands for a long time.
Yet inside the private room, the situation was the exact opposite of what they imagined.
Hato looked at the woman before him.
Her appearance was unremarkable, little different from almost any female sea dweller in the Nation of Ten Thousand Islands. Even her skin, darkened by years under the sun, was somewhat rough.
What had a woman like this just said?
Kneel, and she would spare his life?
The contrast actually left Hato somewhat at a loss for a moment.
Then his expression shifted.
Before entering the private room, he had had plenty to say.
After entering, however, he had not said a single word.
Fortunately, neither of the two people in the room was in any hurry. Shark Ji even turned to Su Ping again with a smile.
"Boy, shall we make another bet? Let's bet on whether he'll kneel."
Su Ping rolled his eyes at her. This time, he simply waved a hand decisively. "No more bets."
Obviously, once she released the fluctuations of her Legend Tier cultivation, the old fellow before them would deserve some credit for courage if he did not wet himself on the spot.
What was the point of a bet he was almost certain to lose?
Watching the man and woman behave as though no one