At that moment, the shocked expressions of the people all turned toward the only shining figure in the arena. They discovered that Ling Fan, who had killed Liang Dang, was calm and composed, seemingly unaware of the trouble he had caused, as if what he killed was not an Academy Elder, but a mere dog!
Ling Fan didn't even glance at Liang Dang's corpse. Instead, he looked indifferently at Xiang Hao. "I always keep my word; did you think my earlier words to you were just hot air?"
Xiang Hao startled and bobbed his head like pounding garlic. In front of Ling Fan, he realized that face and inner worth were both worthless, far less important than his life.
The spectators around, seeing the usually imposing noble head bowing down to Ling Fan like a dog, could not help but sigh in their hearts.
However, no one spoke in ridicule because, in front of Ling Fan, they all agreed that anyone normal would have cowered!
