"Boss, how did you figure it out?"

the Female Guard asked.

Bai Mei'er gave a seductive smile, stretched lazily, and reclined on the sofa covered with white bear skin, revealing her toned stomach and accentuating her figure:

"Sometimes, you can't judge a person by their appearance. It's not necessarily those who look ferocious who are powerful. Some people naturally hide their murderous intent deep within themselves, and there are quite a few of such people."

"For instance... do you think I would show my killing intent when I want to kill someone?"

When Bai Mei'er said this, she chuckled softly, bringing the cigarette held between her slender fingers to her lipstick-stained lips, gently taking a drag, which added an extra touch of allure to her mystique.

The Female Guard thought about the things Bai Mei'er had done. Just recalling them made her body tremble and her face turn pale.

"So, do you understand now?"

The enticing voice came from Bai Mei'er. The Female Guard, remembering certain scenes, replied with an uncertain tone.

Bai Mei'er changed her posture, half-leaning on the sofa, her fox-like eyes gazing towards the audience seats.

This puzzled the Female Guard.

That audience area was occupied by people with ordinary means or slightly better off, not by truly affluent individuals.

The truly wealthy and influential people who came to the Snow Bear Arena would be in the VIP lounges with their own rooms.

Normally, the boss would only glance in that direction, and apart from times of disturbance, she rarely focused her gaze there. Now, she seemed to be fixated on that part of the audience.

"Moreover, this person's identity is probably not ordinary." Bai Mei'er said with deep meaning.

This left the Female Guard even more bewildered.

Bai Mei'er laughed again, twice. The Female Guard didn't understand the meaning behind her words and had no intention of explaining further.

After looking at Shi Heng a few more times, she followed his gaze to Wang Ye. She could sense the worry in Shi Heng's eyes when he looked at Wang Ye.

"Is he Shi Heng's disciple?"

Bai Mei'er pondered silently.

Although Shi Heng's status was not as high as Bai Mei'er's at that moment, she knew that talents like Shi Heng could rise quickly.

Perhaps today she could look down on him, but it might only be a matter of days until she would have to look up to him.

It could be a month, two months, or even just one day.

It's all a matter of opportunity.

Even though Bai Mei'er recognized Shi Heng's identity, she didn't plan to help Wang Ye because of Shi Heng.

At most, when settling the payment with Wang Ye, she might offer a bit more.

As for Shi Heng.

Shi Heng, who was watching the match, also glanced in that direction with a puzzled look.

He had felt that someone was watching him from over there.

"Is it the boss of the Snow Bear Arena?"

Shi Heng thought to himself.

Shi Heng had some knowledge about the boss of the Snow Bear Arena.

He had heard that the boss was a woman, and every move she made exuded an inherent seductiveness.

Even the way she spoke seemed to tickle your heart.

But this didn't mean the boss of the Snow Bear Arena had a good temper.

When the boss got angry, her words could directly eliminate someone.

Running an arena like this required a certain ruthlessness.

And indeed, this wasn't just any arena.

Just looking at the rules of the Snow Bear Arena, it was clear that the boss had her own special abilities and was extraordinary.

In the audience seats, the faces of those who had been very happy moments ago now had a mix of joy and sadness.

Because Wang Ye's strength was too formidable.

Earlier, they felt certain of their win, but now those thoughts had diminished.

Yet, they hadn't given up.

Instead, they turned their eyes to the arena.

In this arena, as long as a person isn't killed, it doesn't mean they've necessarily lost.

On the arena.

Wan looked at Wang Ye, blood dripping from his mouth. He coughed twice. The killing intent in his eyes when he looked at Wang Ye had disappeared, replaced by a weak and pitiful look.

Wan coughed twice again, his whole body trembling, appearing seriously injured.

Wang Ye just stood silently in front of Wan, watching him act.

Wang Ye... he was also a doctor!

In Spirit Star, he was a doctor!

Pretending to be gravely injured and weak in front of him was like showing off one's skills in front of an expert.

Though Wang Ye knew his previous strike had indeed gravely injured Wan, it was not to such an extent.

"Are you trying to gain my sympathy?"

Wang Ye watched Wan perform and knew his next move.

Indeed.

Wan quickly spoke to Wang Ye:

"Yi, this brother, I surrender. I lost this match. Please don't kill me. I need to stay alive to treat my sick mother."

"My mother is ill. If it weren't for my mother's serious condition, I wouldn't have risked my life to come to this arena to earn money and gamble with my life."

Wan spoke while circling Wang Ye, pretending to beg for mercy but actually trying to find Wang Ye's flaw.

Once he found Wang Ye's flaw, he could strike and eliminate him.

"Is that so?"

Wang Ye's expression changed, obviously showing sympathy.

In the audience seats.

Shi Heng saw Wang Ye's sympathetic expression, clenched his fist, and thought it was not good.

In another room.

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