He sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed, his well-defined fingers holding a stemmed glass and gently swirling it, causing the extremely expensive red wine inside to swirl slightly.
"You said that a female initiated a challenge in the arena to redeem a male orc?" The voice was deep, slow, and savoring.
"Yes, boss." The manager in the black suit next to him nodded, also somewhat incredulous. "It's Asoming's turn to fight now. Shouldn't the female's fight be rescheduled?"
“No.” The man put down his wine glass, a slight smile playing on his lips, his dark green eyes filled with amusement as he watched a good show. “Let Asoming’s arena be postponed, and let that female go into the arena now.”
The female who was going to step into the ring wasn't his esteemed VIP client, but since his esteemed VIP client had found another esteemed female to take her place, he could pretend he hadn't noticed.
All females are like that—greedy, vicious, and vain.
He was looking forward to seeing those ugly-faced females being abused.
Jiang Zheyu put on a brown wavy wig and a white, knee-length halter dress, revealing her two fair legs. She wore a pair of white flip-flops, showing off her fair feet and ten round, pink toes.
She had refused, saying, "Who the hell would wear a white sundress to a competition?" But Bai Ruo said that to prevent it from being revealed that she wasn't the real person, it would be best to disguise herself as her.
Jiang Zheyu refused to wear it, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and put it on.
She also wore a white, exaggerated, smirking mask. Her figure was slender, well-proportioned, and beautiful, and her exposed collarbone and fair, slender arms were so beautiful they seemed to glow.
Seeing Jiang Zheyu like this, Bai Ruo thought maliciously, "It wouldn't be so bad if he died here."
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