Rabbit-eyed and deer-horned.
Samurai attire from the Showa period.
Hair tied into a bun, much like Nezha.
This "Gutian Xiaofu" made his appearance and instantly ignited a certain emotion among all the spectators present.
"One million, I bet on his death!"
"Tie Xie, beat him to death for me!"
No matter if they had just won or lost money, regardless of their feelings toward Tie Xie, they all, without exception, stood on the same side at this moment.
Perhaps Gutian Xiaofu couldn't quite understand the noisy shouting, but he must have felt the hatred and disgust coming from all directions.
Yet, he seemed oblivious, his expression unchanged, calmly standing in the octagon cage with the demeanor of a master.
Seeing the man from Dongying enter the ring, Jiang Chen didn't curse like some of the agitated spectators, but he couldn't help frowning involuntarily.
Unabashed to say.
