Han's face went numb as a wave of panic washed over him.
The voices of the crowd shouting at him became louder and louder, filling his ears like screaming.
His body began to tremble as his breath slowed down and his heart rate increased.
He couldn't believe he was actually in a situation like this, where he had to defend himself from accusations of being a demon.
He looked at the pill hesitantly while his heart began to point heavily in regret.
" uff! I have told you to run when you got the chance but, now... You are going to die, " The angry voice came from the ring.
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[ Ding! The immortal master has betrayed Han, you have plundered 100 luck from him ]
[ Ding! 100 luck automatically converted into 1000 points]
[ Ding! If the host kills Han, the host will only receive 4000 points ]
Ooh! It doesn't matter much.
Focusing back on Han, I couldn't suppress my smile.
