Fatty Xue and the bandits were still laughing and talking as they stepped inside the beast fighting arena, but then, they suddenly heard faint footsteps from behind them.
Step. Step. Step.
One of the bandits turned around and frowned when he saw the unfamiliar figure walking calmly towards them. "Hey, brat! Who are you? Don't get involved in our business here and scram!"
More bandits stopped in their tracks to watched the scene with interest, and even the bandit leader glanced at the person who was steadily walking closer to them. The bandit leader could not see through the man's depths so furrowed his eyebrows while holding the hilt of his sword warily.
Seeing his actions, Fatty Xue could no longer hold back his curiosity and turned to look at the situation, but when he looked at the man with familiar long silver hair, his beady eyes widened and a trace of undisguised hatred flashed before his gaze.
