As Gyujin said those words, he began beating the living daylights out of Kelvin.
His face was disfigured in no time and he was barely hanging onto dear life while being unconscious.
The authorities couldn't afford to lose their star player like this and immediately stepped in to stop Gyujin.
However, at this point, Alex stood up from the spectators seat and lightly jumping from his spot, arrived right in front of the cage's entrance.
Alex was in a black hoodie and gray sweatpants. By no means did he look someone rich, but his overall charisma was enough for people to understand he definitely was someone of a big status.
The guards and the club officials that were charging towards the cage, Alex looked at them and said with a smile, "Calm your titties, dogs. Don't you want more money and viewerships?"
Saying so, Alex took out a big briefcase out of nowhere and threw it right in front of the charging guards.
