Bab 417: Punch Yourself 218 Times

At the Dirt Ring in the middle of a sweltering afternoon, Truen waited patiently. He couldn't understand why the audience preferred to be burnt by the harsh sun while watching sweaty men duke it out in the Dirt Ring. Where was the romance in this? It was ridiculous. Thank goodness there was heat-regulating magic on his clothes or Truen might never agree to the matches.