Lu Chuan's words completely plunged Ming Baixuan into despair.
Then, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, shouting, "Argh! I, Ming Baixuan, have lived a carefree life. Dying here is not acceptable to me!"
He began to scream, and in the next moment, Lu Chuan stepped on his mouth, silencing him.
At this moment, inside the martial arts hall, there was dead silence, only the sound of the wind could still be heard.
Under the veil of night, lit by the surrounding candlelight, each person's expression was different.
The death of Ming Baixuan was a shocking event for the whole Cloud Sea City!
In the spectator stands, Huang Tiankang took a deep breath and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.
He sighed and shook his head, "It's over, not as dramatic as imagined, and the outcome is hard to accept."
The fat man sitting next to him slumped into his seat, staring blankly at the moon in the sky.