"Has he... gone mad?"
Murmurs spread through the crowd.
Yet little Yinuoke was trembling all over with excitement.
He broke through the obstruction of several elders and charged straight to Wang Nuonuo's side, desperately tugging at the girl's sleeve as he babbled excitedly, "It's Wood Brother! Wood Brother is angry! Those people are doomed! Hahahaha!"
The clear voice of a child rang through the tent, making the others in the delegation exchange glances. What flashed through their eyes was not worry, but inconceivable shock.
Had that guy truly had enough of living?
The White Armor Tribe had not even stepped forward, and he was taking on eighty people by himself?
This was no longer laughable. It was sheer stupidity!
Yet there was only one person in the arena whose face was full of trust, without the slightest worry. She merely watched that figure's back quietly with her captivating eyes.
That was her knight!
That was Mu Fan, who had once turned the tide and dragged her back from the edge of darkness.
That was the invincible great hero in her heart.
Wang Nuonuo wiped the tears hanging from her cheeks with the back of her hand. Smiling through her tears, she looked at the cheering little chubby boy beside her and rubbed his head.
"Little Yinuoke, how did you know he was Wood Brother?"
"Hehe, because I was the one who brought Wood Brother here. He saved Father and me, and he killed twenty whole Udan Spearmen."
The little chubby boy answered without hesitation.
Children spoke without restraint, but his words sent chills down the spines of everyone in the delegation.
At that moment, the expressions in everyone's eyes changed to fear. All gazes fell upon that resolute, upright back.
The flickering Dark Gold Armor carried a faint green glow