Preliminary Selection
Editor: Novel Saga
"Relax, I'm with you. I'll have enough time to take you away from here even if you get caught by these people…" Shi Mu's voice continued to resound in his ears.
Hou Sai Lei's fluttering heart calmed down when he heard these words of reassurance.
Then, he secretly took a deep breath, and swept away those disturbing thoughts from his head.
"Mr Special Envoy…?" The short and stout man's brows wrinkled slightly.
"Well, you send someone to inquire about Deacon Quan's whereabouts. Today is a very special day since the preliminary selection matches are going to start. So, we have to give more importance to this matter than any other thing. This matter must be resolved quickly," Hou Sai Lei stated in a cold manner.
"Yes," the short and stout Deacon's complexion dignified along with those of the other Deacons. And, they complied with orders.
Hou Sai Lei didn't stop to look at them. Instead, he stepped toward a high platform near the arena.