A boundless amount of wild and unbridled bloodlust gushed forth from Qin Wentian’s body. The hearts of the crowd trembled with fear as they gazed upon Qin Wentian’s naked upper body, where the pathways of his blood vessels were clearly visible. Traces of the complicated fetters could be seen binding and locking — coiling — around his blood vessels.
“What the hell is that?” Many stared in shock and awe. Mustang, who’d already set foot in the arena, was similarly shocked as well. Seeing the danger Qin Wentian had been in earlier, Mustang had decided to reveal himself so that he could stop Murong Feng if it became necessary. Not only Mustang, several other Elders had also revealed themselves, but no one had noticed. Everyone’s attention was focused on Qin Wentian’s body.
Qin Wentian gently placed Fan Le down on the ground as he glared hatefully at Murong Feng.