"Young Master, let me go." Jiang Jun stepped forward.
Jiang Jun was Xu Zhengyu's personal bodyguard, who had once crossed paths with Ren Feifan. Ren Feifan held no particular affection or animosity towards Jiang Jun, but he greatly admired his straightforward military disposition. Forging a friendship or forming an alliance with such a person wouldn't burden one's conscience all that much.
Xu Zhengyu glanced at him gratefully, nodding solemnly after a long pause.
"Young master, if I don't make it back from the ring, I just ask that you take care of my son and wife."
Having said this, he paced quickly towards the ring, leaping into it with a swift motion that spoke volumes about his profound skills. All happened before anyone had the chance to react.
Ren Feifan had intended to stop him, but to his dismay, Jiang Jun had moved too quickly. He could do nothing but shake his head helplessly.
