C101 What Would Want to Know Where He Is Now

"Oh...."

"Phew..."

...""

All kinds of screams rose and fell, shaking the entire arena.

A metal door slowly rose up in the Fighting Corner. The audience on the viewing platform raised their eyes with disdain and ridicule. They looked at the people who were about to die as if they were waiting to watch a good show.

As the iron gate slowly rose, a handsome figure stepped out of the shadows into the arena. With every step he took, the arena was filled with a powerful aura that could not be ignored.

"Wow, wow, that man is so handsome!" A foreign woman screamed, followed by waves of exclamations.

"He's really handsome. I've never seen such a handsome man before."

"However, he looks so familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere before."

...""

There were also plenty of fat aunties and rich ladies who shouted at him to come up quickly and take care of him. It would be such a pity if such a handsome and extinct handsome man died here!

"Ah... Isn't that Young Master Xiao? Why are you here for a duel?" An Eastern woman recognized Xiao Qinghan.

The women looked at him and kept shouting. They really hoped that this man would win and give them to him.

"Is the Xiao's going to go bankrupt? The young master of the Xiao family had no other choice but to come here to die, and he even dared to fight the mutated wolf with his bare hands. It would not be easy for him to die, so he came here. " A man with an oily face said with disdain as he stroked his eight-pointed beard.

"Look at this pretty boy's appearance. He is really good-looking. It's such a pity that he dies!"

...""

The men all had looks of disdain on their faces as if they were watching a good show.

At the highest point of the viewing gallery, a man in a white suit crossed his legs and sat elegantly in a court chair. His slender white fingers twirled a goblet, and his eyes fell on the Colosseum.

The people on the stage started to place their bets, and the red font on the highest screen went without saying, One in the zero-digit column. Everyone was amazed that someone would actually think that Xiao Qinghan would win.

Xiao Qinghan stood tall and straight, his slender body giving off an emperor's cold and powerful aura, a powerful existence that could not be ignored, and the aura in the arena swirled around his clothes.

He put one hand in his pocket and one hand casually placed on the side of his leg. He walked towards the stage unhurriedly. Every step he took was like a gust of wind, accompanied by a strong wind.

The people on the stage unconsciously opened their eyes wide and looked at the man who was walking step by step on the arena. The roars in the arena became softer and softer until they could only hear each other's breathing.

The mutated wolf chewed up the last piece of meat, and fresh blood flowed out from its sharp teeth and dripped on the ground.

A terrifying whistling sound came from the wolf's nostrils. This mutated wolf's body was at least ten times bigger than the average wolf's body, and its claws were sharper and more ferocious.

Someone was moving its thick forepaw, its sharp claws glowing with a bloodthirsty light. It bared its teeth, salivating, and its bloodthirsty eyes glared at the man who was approaching it, and it crouched down and got ready to attack.

Xiao Qinghan stopped for the last step. The wind under his feet seemed to become even faster, twisting the hem of his suit jacket.

There was not a single trace of emotion in his ice-cold eyes that were as sharp as a sword, as if he was an emotionless and bloodthirsty god of death, and there was nothing strange on his handsome and evil face.

"Roar ..."

The mutated wolf opened its bloody mouth and flew up into the air. The saliva in its mouth flew out and pounced towards Xiao Qinghan. Everyone watched with bated breath, watching as the man below the stage stood there without moving an inch. He didn't even raise his eyes.

Just as the mutated wolf's claws were about to reach Xiao Qinghan, it suddenly saw a black shadow rise into the air. The mutated wolf missed its target, and just as the mutated wolf raised its head to look for him.

Before it could find the figure of the person, it heard a cracking sound.

With a loud bang, the group saw the huge body of the mutant wolf fall to the ground with a thud. Its head had fallen in the exact opposite position from its body, and it was clear that the head of the wolf had been twisted and dislocated.

And the man standing next to it was standing there unharmed, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at the sudden scene in front of them. What the hell was going on? He broke the mutated wolf's neck so easily with his bare hands.

Before they could react, the sound of metal clashing against metal could be heard. The sluice gates in the colosseum were opened, and several beasts walked into the colosseum, grimacing and staring at the man in the colosseum with bloodthirsty eyes.

Xiao Qinghan slightly lowered his eyes, his black eyes flashing with a cold and bloodthirsty light.

"Roar ..." He pounced towards Xiao Qinghan.

...

"Xiao Qinghan!" Ling Muxue suddenly sat up straight. Her chest felt tight and she was breathing heavily. Her forehead was sweating profusely.

Boom... A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and for a brief moment, it shot into the dark room, imprinting itself on her pale face from the nightmare.

"Ouch..." The fat cat rolled its round body and climbed out of the blanket beside it. It stepped on the blanket and climbed onto Ling Muxue's lap.

The sound of a cat's cry pulled Ling Muxue back to her senses. What was wrong with her? How could she have a nightmare? She was actually dreaming of Xiao Qinghan's bloody body lying on the ice-cold ground, being mercilessly slapped by the rain.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she rubbed her head and tried to clear her head. How could anything happen to Xiao Qinghan? She actually dreamed about him, and although she didn't want to admit it, at that moment, she really felt a sense of fear that she couldn't put into words.

Ling Muxue turned her head to look out the window. The thunder continued to rumble, and lightning flashed across the sky. What had he been doing every night for the past few days? She must be in Yue Liuli's gentle place, he thought with a pale smile. It seemed that she had really gone crazy. Why would she want to know where she was now? She must have not rested well for the past few days and let her imagination run wild.

She did not think too much about it. She turned her head to look at the fat cat on the blanket, patted its head, and said: "Little Fat, I'm sorry to wake you up. It's alright now. Go to sleep!" As she spoke, she pulled out the blanket the fat cat was pressing down on and laid on the bed with her eyes closed.

The room was covered with dim yellow light, luxurious and ancient, with a medieval palace's structure.

Xiao Qinghan's upper body was naked, and he had sexy mermaid lines. His perfect eight-pack abs were completely exposed in the air, but if you looked carefully, you would see that there were a lot of crisscrossing scars on them.

There were deep scratches on his body, and blood was flowing from them. His thick arms were covered with blood as well, and there was a patch of flesh where the white bones could be seen.

Nalan Jin was holding a medicine bottle in his hand as he smeared it over his wound. He put on gloves and was about to inject him with anesthesia when Xiao Qinghan closed his eyes and suddenly said coldly, "No need!"

Nalan Jin didn't say anything. He put down the syringe in his hand, picked up the medical needle and thread, disinfected it, and began to sew up his wound. The silver needles went through his flesh one by one, and the wound was gradually sutured.