Amber paid no attention to the wary gazes thrown at her and walked back toward Victor and whispered in his ear, "How did I do, Master?"
She said it with a sultry look, and Victor raised an eyebrow and rolled his eyes.
"Your sadistic tendencies haven't diminished one bit."
The onlookers were gnashing their teeth seeing how intimate they were acting.
The men were jealous of Victor for hogging the attention of such a beautiful woman—probably the most beautiful they had ever seen in their lives—while the women were jealous of Amber for her bloodline and power.
"Next: Contestant 41, Kevin, versus Contestant 99, Victor," the referee announced indifferently.
Kevin was the first to leap onto the stage.
A minute passed, and veins popped out on both the referee's and Kevin's foreheads as they watched Victor strolling toward the stage with a carefree and lazy expression, chatting and laughing with Amber beside him.
"This bastard..."
