Chapter 1295: I’m Taking You Home

Time fleeted by and an hour passed. Two cool and imposing-looking deathmatch gladiators were brought into the arena. The good-looking Golden Immortal man in white slightly bowed to the spectators and then announced with a smiling face, "This is the eighth match at our Convict Arena today. An expert of the Crystal Race against a Featherkin expert. The guests who'd like to participate in the gamble, it's time for you to place your bet."

Having said that, he didn't stay too long and quickly left the Convict Arena.

At the auditorium.