C96 Tyrannical Blade Ye Zhan

In the VIP section, Elder Li's face had turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, his expression shifting between shades of black and red as he sensed the thinly veiled smirks directed at him from all around. With a cold glance at the tall figure standing in No. 4 Arena, he huffed disdainfully and swept out of the area, unable to bear the humiliation any longer