A gust of cold air blew through the grounds carrying the bloody mist along with it. Hao Xuan's chest heaved up and down in excruciating pain as he tried to keep his footing.
There was a numbing pain in his left heart as if there was something trying to break out, not to mention the rest of his body which felt like it was about to fall apart at any moment. Still, he couldn't let it show. Appearances needed to be kept at such a crucial time.
He looked to the stands and shouted.
"Is that good enough for you?"
Dai Zhi, finally brought back from his stupor walked forward. His expression contorted from anger while his voice full of fury echoed in the entire colosseum.
"I ordered you to stop. Why didn't you?!"
"I couldn't. I said beforehand, I won't be able to hold back in the heat of the moment."
"You SHOULD have! Even if it cost your pathetic little life you should have stopped yourself before it was too late!"