Chapter 97: Nice

Suddenly, the youth in the King's embrace extended his fair hand, and showing a thumbs-down gesture, allowing everyone to finally see his face.

Beautiful, indifferent, and decisive in action, without a hint of hesitation.

His black locks fluttered in the high winds, and captivatingly beautiful. Did this gesture signify that he represented the King's will?

Subsequently, after deliberation, the referee solemnly announced: "Slit the throat."

However, in the blink of an eye, the youth vanished, while the big man who had just held onto him stood stupefied, still holding the execution knife in his hand.

The atmosphere at the scene turned extremely eerie in an instant.

The previously bustling arena fell silent, and only the sound of the flags fluttering when the wind passed by could be heard.

"How...?" The big man turned his head to the referee, and confusion appear in his eyes.