Chapter 136
Author: Lily Monroe
last update2026-01-21 23:18:28

At that moment, more and more people noticed Yamasato Ki sprawled behind the promotional wall, his face drenched in blood, lying on the ground as if he had been brutally injured.

Yamasato Ki struggled to lift his head, trying to call for help, but instead spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Someone… help… help me…”

Yet no one came to his aid. Few even heard him.

And those who did were struck dumb by the scene before them.

The spectators fell into silence. They truly hadn’t expected this young man to
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