"In this tournament, regardless of whether you wish to continue or not, you have no choice but to continue. If you lose, others will have the right to carve up a part of the eastern region. Only by winning will you have the qualifications to speak in the Forsaken Land." The smile on Qi Xia's face faded and his eyes flickered with seriousness.
Sometimes, those who achieve great things must be ruthless. In this aspect, Shen Yanxiao was still not ruthless enough.
Shen Yanxiao gritted her teeth and looked at Du Lang and the rest on the stage as her heart burned with anxiety.
"He's right. Your actions are an insult to those who work for you." Xiu's voice sounded at that moment. He sensed the huge fluctuation in Shen Yanxiao's heart. He knew that this little girl was undergoing a spiritual transformation. If she could not steel her heart now, she could still become a city lord that everyone respected, but she would never ascend to the peak.
