The man in charge glanced at Su Ye's Third-Tier Cultivation and hesitated, his disapproval evident.
'Are they just sending a woman up there to die?'
He asked repeatedly,
"Are you sure?"
Su Ye answered,
"I'm sure."
The man in charge then looked to Yin Zhan for his opinion.
Before Yin Zhan could say anything, Su Ye stated flatly,
"He doesn't have the right to refuse."
As her words faded, Yin Zhan blinked his pale gray eyes and silently murmured his assent.
"Mm."
The man in charge watched the two of them interact.
'This man was like a god of slaughter in the arena just moments ago, so why does he seem afraid of this Third-Tier woman?'
'Look at Number Six—he's as docile as a lamb.'
'It almost made him pity the man.'
The man in charge sighed.
"You're on your own."
With that, he had given his consent.
Then he turned and went to make the preparations.
「After the time it took for an incense stick to burn」
A massive stone stele now stood in the arena.
