Silence.
A deathly silence.
In the massive Prison Duel Arena, not a sound could be heard.
Every gaze was riveted to a single spot: the southern spectator section.
There, an old man lay in a pool of blood, utterly lifeless.
"What happened?"
Most people had not seen the events clearly. Only a few in the southern section knew the sequence of events.
"Squeak."
A golden figure descended slowly, landing on Chen Shaoshuai's shoulder.
It was the Little Golden Mouse!
Currently, the Little Golden Mouse held a tiny spirit weapon sword in its paw, with drops of blood falling from it, striking and dazzling.
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