"Alright, speak up. Let's start with you," Wang Teng pointed at Shen Yanfeng and said.
Shen Yanfeng's gaze flickered. In the end, he sighed and was about to speak.
"Junior Wang Teng, sometimes it's best to show mercy. I think that's enough!"
At this moment, a calm voice resounded from above the arena. It entered Wang Teng's ears.
Many people looked up and saw several figures descending from the sky. The leader was a young man with long green hair.
The one who had just spoken was this young man. His expression was indifferent as if he didn't regard anything with importance. But, there was a subtle air of arrogance about him.
The figures led by this young man didn't land on the ground but hovered in mid-air, looking down at Wang Teng in the arena below.
"I…" A glint flashed past Shen Yanfeng's eyes when he saw the leader. He thought that he could finally break free from Wang Teng's clutches and wanted to take this chance to admit defeat.