The heavy oak doors of the Grand Medical Pavilion slowly swung shut behind Ethan Smith, sealing the silence inside the arena. The shock of his arrival was slowly replaced by a buzzing murmur of confusion and awe.Ethan walked toward his podium as if deliberately ignoring Dr. Pierce's death stare, as well as the shocked silence by the judges. Lin Yuna, the "Jade Phoenix," did not take a gracing seat out into the audience. Rather, she walked quite brazenly to the VIP section and took the seat right opposite Victor Vance. Crossed her legs, kept staring, and fire in her eyes promised vengeance.Victor Vance's hand wobbled a little on the champagne glass when he carefully placed it down on the table. "He survived Shadow Kill team," he whispered to his father. "And he has brought Lin family into this. We cannot let him win."His father, the Vance Patriarch, remained cold. "The dead cannot win tournaments. Execute the final plan."On the stage, Elder Mo coughed in an attempt to clear the air

The commotion in the Grand Medical Pavilion had soon quieted down. It was the Lin Family's private army that operated in an efficient organized manner.Victor Vance lay curled on the VIP box floor, holding his maimed hand, his face pale and slick with sweat. He was not at all the obnoxious arrogant prince of the Capital. He now looked like a broken man, quietly whimpering in the ruins of his own ambition.He was dragged up by two Lin guards from his armpits."My father..." Victor wheezed, spit flying from his lips. "My father will burn this city to the ground! You can't arrest me! I am a Vance!"Lin Yuna stepped over the debris with the high heels clicking on the broken glass and stopped right in front of him, boredom written all over her face."Your father," Yuna said while checking her phone, "just boarded a private jet three minutes ago, flying towards international waters. He left you, Victor. You are the sacrifice."Victor's eyes widened. "No, that's a lie!""Take him," Yuna orde