Uncle was still stroking his thick beard, his calm expression shifting slightly as his gaze locked onto Fantian.
He had been keeping a close eye on the two combatants in the arena; even a glance from Fantian could not escape his sharp perception.
With his seasoned experience, he could tell from the moment Fang Qingze made his first move that the other man's injuries had not fully healed. At best, his movements were unrestricted, but any heavy blow to the wound still ran the risk of tearing it open.
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