Zuo Ming Does Something Bad With Good Intentions

Gao Feng stood at the center of the Martial Stage with a look of utter dumbfoundedness.

He had panicked slightly when the gust of wind had dragged him. But now that he stood at the center of the stage, it finally hit him what had happened.

Zuo Ming had chosen him to be the first person to enter the Martial Stage.

Gao Feng's previous delight had turned into intense anxiousness that caused his face to scrunch together, and he almost cried out in despair.

Liu Jie looked at Gao Feng standing awkwardly on the stage and blinked his eyes.

He had only told Zuo Ming a simple line.

"Uncle Zuo, if Gao Feng nods at you and surrenders, just take it as he's forfeiting and let him exit the stage."

Liu Jie's instruction should not have any issues, but that was before he learned about the Martial Stage's rules.