"Alright, let's just consider this incident a lesson learned," Jiang Chen said, waving his hand dismissively. "The person at the door was probably just verifying identities; after all, we're staying at a hotel owned by the Dark Night Angel. They must have suspected my identity already, but let's not let there be a next time!"

Jiang Chen dismissed the matter with a wave of his hand.

Xuan Long and the other nodded, as everyone headed towards the large doors at the end of the corridor.

"Yeah! Yeah!"

"Bite him, bite him to death!"

"Fight, you fool! I bet three million on your victory, so fight!"

As the doors at the end of the corridor opened, a cacophony of noises flooded in, causing everyone's eyes to light up.

Inside the doors was a massive Beast Fighting Arena, reminiscent of the ancient Roman amphitheaters, with a concave battlefield tens of meters deep from the ground level.

In the center, a two-meter-wide circular wall made of reinforced concrete had been erected, enclosing a gigantic iron cage nearly twenty meters in diameter, with rows of tiered seats arranged around it.

At that moment, the seats were eighty percent full, with almost everyone intently watching the events within the cage, some even standing up, cupping their hands around their mouths, and shouting loudly.

Clang!

A loud crash echoed as Jiang Chen and the others looked down into the cage.

Right now, a beast fight was taking place in the cage, with a fierce, spotted tiger facing off against a burly man from Beixiong Nation.

The big man was pinned against the iron cage, the tiger's paws resting on his shoulders, as its monstrous head lunged at the man's skull. The man was furiously holding back the tiger's jaws with both hands.

"Mengda Ge'er?!" Upon recognizing the man's face, Jiang Chen felt a jolt in his heart and couldn't help but exclaim out loud.

"Dragon King, you know the man fighting the beast?" Chen Jiantao was taken aback and inquired with curiosity.

Xuan Long stared intently at the cage, frowning, and after a careful look said doubtfully, "Dragon King, he looks like him, but... he doesn't seem to be Mengda Ge'er."

"No, it's not him. I was mistaken but... he looks so much like him!" Jiang Chen nodded faintly and turned back to Chen Jiantao, adding, "He looks exactly like someone I know, I almost mistook him for that person!"

Scar glanced at the Blood Saber Jiang Chen had disguised as a thick walking stick and reminded in a low voice, "Dragon King, we can't just start a fight here."

"I understand, let's see where Kuang Shi, the deputy chief of the Blazing Flame Mercenary Corps, is seated," Jiang Chen responded with a nod, giving a quiet instruction.

Scar looked around and whispered, "Over there, third row down, the one with no one around him."

Following the direction Scar pointed in, Jiang Chen looked to the seats surrounding the iron cage. Starting from the bottom, the third row featured a conspicuous empty area, with a burly man sitting alone at its center – no one was seated in the three seats next to him.

"That guy is pretty high-profile," Jiang Chen said with a chuckle.

Scar replied quietly, "It's not that he's high-profile, it's that others are afraid of him. He once tore over a dozen people apart right here. Because of that, the Dark Night Angel almost came to blows with the Blazing Flame Mercenary Corps. It took a payment of five hundred million worth of arms from the Mercenary Corps to settle the matter, and even though people know he won't start trouble here anymore, no one dares to sit next to him."

"I see, that makes it easier for us," Jiang Chen nodded, stepping towards where Kuang Shi was seated. As he walked, he looked around, as if searching for a suitable spot to sit.

"Let's sit here, there's plenty of room," Jiang Chen said, motioning to Xuan Long and the others as he approached Kuang Shi. He smiled faintly at Kuang Shi, and without waiting for a response, he sat down next to him.

Xuan Long and the others glanced at Kuang Shi. Chen Jiantao sat in front of Jiang Chen, Scar took the seat behind him, and Xuan Long sat to Jiang Chen's right. To Jiang Chen's left sat Kuang Shi.

Kuang Shi looked at Jiang Chen and his companions with surprise and said with interest, "Are you sure you want to sit here?"

"Excuse me, sir, is this seat taken?" Jiang Chen asked with a calm smile.

Kuang Shi shook his head slightly, "No one but you."

"Then why can't I sit?" Jiang Chen said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"You don't know who I am?" Kuang Shi said, disbelief etched on his face.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly, "Let's not beat around the bush. I'm here to find Mr. Kuang Shi. However, I've heard that Mr. Kuang Shi enjoys watching beast fights, so we can discuss after it's over. I can wait."

"Then you wait," Kuang Shi said proudly, dismissing Jiang Chen with those words.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly and stayed silent, his gaze fixed on the iron cage.

"Fight! Beat him to death!"

"Bite him! Eat him!"

Shouts and calls surged, one after another, in the Beast Fighting Arena.

The situation inside the iron cage, however, had become extremely dangerous.

The tiger's mouth had already touched the forehead of the burly man from Beixiong Nation. Just a bit further, and the man's head would be gone.

"Heh... Ah!"

A beast-like roar came from the big man's throat, and he suddenly let out a loud shout, his right leg quickly bending to deliver a fierce knee strike to the abdomen of the tiger.

"Ow!"

The tiger cried out in pain, its body sharply bending over.

Taking advantage, the big man lowered his stance and darted out from under the tiger's front paws, wrapping his arms around the tiger in an embrace, exhaling and mustering all his strength to violently throw the tiger aside.

Whoosh!

Splash!

The tiger was flung nearly five meters away, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Get up! You sick cat, get up! Kill him!"

"Good one, big guy! Well done! Kill it! Kill it and I'll reward you with a million!"

Two different shouts erupted, some joyful, some furious.

"These people are rich tycoons or bloodthirsty mercenaries and assassins from all over the world. They enjoy this kind of intense and blood-pumping entertainment," Xuan Long explained in a low voice, perceiving something unusual in Jiang Chen's expression.

"Are you the savior?" Kuang Shi looked at Jiang Chen with scorn.

Jiang Chen responded indifferently, "I'm no savior. The sight of that man down there reminded me of a friend. My friend looks a lot like him; they're practically identical."

"Identical? Could they be twins?" Kuang Shi sneered mockingly, thinking that Jiang Chen was making excuses for his sense of moral righteousness.

Jian Chen suddenly stiffened, glancing at Kuang Shi before turning to Xuan Long hastily, "Long'er, during your time outside, have you made any friends from Spa Training Camp?"

"Dragon King, I'm sorry, I haven't made any contact with people from Spa Training Camp," Xuan Long apologized with a shake of his head.

Kuang Shi narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashing within them, "Kid, stop playing these tricks. I, Kuang Shi, come from Spa Training Camp, and that's no secret."

"You come from Spa Training Camp? Then do you know Mengda Ge'er? He's the Iron War God of this generation at the camp," Jiang Chen then said.

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