Giancarlo had a slender figure and spent long hours in the office. Even when he exercised, it was indoors. As a result, his skin appeared fairer than anyone else present. Moreover, he was in his thirties, while everyone else around him was in their teens or early twenties at most. No wonder people talked about him like that.
He was very composed, no matter how provocative the words of others were, not a trace of emotion could be seen on his face.
At this point, everyone else was already on the verge of losing control from laughter. However, someone noticed that this person had a very strong aura. Even just standing there without saying a word, everyone present could feel an immense pressure.
Gradually, the people who were initially laughing hysterically could no longer dare to continue laughing.
The atmosphere became quiet.
At last, Giancarlo stepped into the combat ring.