A life as insignificant as a blade of grass; just being able to provide them a moment of entertainment was already the highest honor.
Cheers rose up from behind Su Ye.
But her gaze was fixed on the hexagonal ring.
He had a slender build, his body and face splattered with blood, and he radiated a murderous intent.
The killing intent in his light gray eyes hadn't faded as he walked, step by step, toward the fallen brute. He reached out and pulled the Broken Blade from the man's neck.
Then, Number Six's gaze happened to sweep over Su Ye.
His body suddenly went rigid.
Su Ye was leaning against the edge of the cage, watching him.
She called out, her tone unreadable,
"Yin Zhan."
Yin Zhan blinked, then turned, trying to walk out of the hexagonal ring to find her.
But someone blocked his path.
Then, a man who seemed to be in charge here walked up to Yin Zhan and started talking to him.
Su Ye walked up the steps and approached them, one step at a time.
