"Young Master Bai is referring to... Chen Tang? Is he up to it?" Bai Feiyu's lackey showed a hint of hesitation in his eyes, clearly doubting that Chen Tang was a match for the Martial Slave.
Bai Feiyu let out a long sigh, "Chen Tang managed to send Fang Zhe flying with a single punch, so his strength must be at least above the Fifth Realm of Martial Arts... Besides him, who else do you think could possibly be a match for that War Slave at the scene?"
After pondering for two seconds, Bai Feiyu's lackey concurred, "You're right, Young Master Bai! I'll go and invite him over immediately!"
Bai Feiyu nodded, "Good!"
...
Down by the ring, Yu Chengdong had just won a match, his momentum at its peak, "Young Master Bai, why not just concede? The redevelopment of the Southern City's slum area is a must-win for the Yu Family!"
