Mengxin didn't dare to disobey Pei Siwen further. She quickly put the robe on and left the platform frustratingly. She kept scolding herself that she shouldn't have stepped onto the platform from the beginning. Otherwise, she wouldn't have to face this terrible fate.
"Who's next?" Pei Siwen put his hands behind his back and swept his gaze over the crowd. He paused a long time at Yun Lintian's group. The meaning in his eyes was apparent. He was provoking them into fighting.
"No one?" Pei Siwen chuckled slightly.
"If no one comes up within five minutes, the winner will be him." Tianqi Junlai's voice resounded. Clearly, he was urging Yun Lintian's group to take action.
In the Golden Python Clan's area, Jin Mingzhe said eagerly. "Father, I will fight him."
Jin Yang thought for a moment and gave a warning. "Don't underestimate him. He is someone who has achieved a conceptual intent. There's nothing to be ashamed about admitting your defeat."
