All around the arena stage, it had turned quiet. The heavy stench of blood tingling everyone's noses, the long trail of blood stretching from the top of the stage to below it drawing everyone's eyes where they were unable to turn away from it.
[A joke? A misunderstanding?]
[The Dragon Slayers Palace who had said those words must be the one that's joking instead!]
They were all not such dimbulbs, not blind to see for themselves.
Zhuge Yin's actions that drove Yue Yi helplessly into a corner, could not have been all because of a joke.
It was all just due to the pairs of eyes fixed upon him, that had awakened him and in an attempt to not blow up the matter any further, he had quickly tried to brush the entire matter off.
