“You’re quite bold!” Frostde ignored ck Roffe’s words and continued to speak. “With so many SHADOW people present, you still dare to show up. I must say I admire your courage!”


    “What… do you mean?” Hearing her words, ck Roffe was slightly stunned, a hint of surprise shing in his eyes.


    “A year ago, was it you who did the incident outside Earthford in the Southern District?” Frostde spoke calmly.


    “I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Although I’ve traveled to many ces in recent years, I’ve never been to Earthford.” ck Roffe said, his heart pounding.


    “Is that true?” Frostde sneered.


    “A year ago, outside Earthford, the twin sisters were bullied and driven to suicide. At that time, the Southern District’s SHADOW was tasked to capture you, but you managed to escape. You shouldn’t have forgotten about that, right?”


    “Hmm?” ck Roffe’s right eyelid twitched.


    “Do you think that by disguising yourself at that time, no one could figure out that it was you?” Frostde continued. “But little did you know, when you were evading SHADOW’s pursuit, the martial technique you used to escape had already exposed your identity.”


    “SHADOW spent a year looking for you, and you had disappeared without a trace. Unexpectedly, you willingly showed up today!”


    “W-Who are you?” ck Roffe had lost his previousposure.


    “So you’re admitting to this?” Frostde’s eyes were cold. “Do you surrender, or shall I send you on your way?”


    “Humph!” ck Roffe steadied his emotions and dered loudly, “Senseless! Ipletely don’t understand what you’re talking about. Since you refuse to surrender, I’ll send you off the stage!”


    After speaking, his aura instantly soared, revealing the strength of a Tier-two War Emperor.


    Following that, he rushed towards Frostde like a fierce beast, and a pair of palms swept out, sending forth violent gusts of energy.


    “You’re overestimating yourself!” Frostde said in a deep voice. Instead of retreating, she advanced. With a flick of her wrist, a de beam shot out.


    “A Half-step War God-Emperor?” Sensing Frostde’s martial aura, ck Roffe’s pupils contracted. Without much time to think, he quickly dodged to the side.


    However, with his cultivation, how could he evade Frostde’s attack? While still in mid-air, the de beam shed past his right leg, severing it at the knee, and blood spurted out.


    Thepetition only prohibited killing on the stage, not injuring. Therefore, Frostde had no reservations.


    “Ah…” ck Roffe screamed in pain and rolled on the ground.


    Witnessing this scene, gasps of shock echoed from the surrounding audience stands. Due to the distance between the audience stands and the stage,bined with the fact that the conversation between Frostde and ck Roffe wasn’t very loud, even the spectators in the front row couldn’t hear what they had said. Now, seeing Frostde directly sever ck Roffe’s leg, they were shocked.


    “What kind of person is she? She’s so ruthless!” A spectatormented.


    “Don’t know her!” Hispanion shook his head. “I didn’t expect her to be so beautiful but so cruel!”


    “If it weren’t for the rule that prohibits killing on the stage, I think she would have killed ck Roffe directly.” The man continued.


    “…”


    Many onlookers started discussing.


    “Stinky bully, how dare you cripple my leg? I…” ck Roffe paused for a moment, then looked at Frostde with a fierce expression.


    Before he could finish speaking, Frostde raised her hand and a powerful force swept into his abdomen, tearing his Dantian into pieces.


    “Ah…” ck Roffe screamed in agony again.


    “Do you want to know who I am?” Frostde approached him and spoke calmly. “I’ll tell you now. I am Frostde, the Provincial Governor of SHADOW’s Southern District!”


    “What?!” ck Roffe’s face was full of horror.


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    Afterwards, without further words, Frostde, without wasting any time, pped ck Roffe directly off the stage. After falling to the ground, he couldn’t get up for a long time.


    “Inspector Hammond, execute him!” Frostde then looked at Wally Hammond, who was standing guard beneath the stage.


    “Received!” Wally responded and drew Crescent Moon Saber from his body, shing it down.


    “Spare me…” ck Roffe’s soul trembled.


    Everything stopped abruptly. A head detached from his body and rolled to the side, blood spurting out. Once again, gasps of amazement filled the surroundings. Each and every one was full of shock.


    “I know who she is now!” A spectator shouted, “She should be the Provincial Governor of SHADOW’s Southern District, Lady Frostde!”


    “Huh? It’s her?” Another person responded.


    “No wonder! It seems that ck Roffe must havemitted a major crime; otherwise, she wouldn’t have issued a kill order!”


    “…”


    The crowd started buzzing with discussions.


    Shortly after, Frostde greeted the main referee and stepped down from the stage. Returning to Billy and Stout, she briefly exined the situation with ck Roffe.


    “I can’t believe he boldly participated in thepetition. He’s asking for trouble!” Stout eximed with disbelief.


    “He probably harbored some wishful thinking, thinking that SHADOW had no idea he was behind the incident a year ago.” Frostde responded indifferently.


    “Alright!” Stout shrugged his shoulders.


    “Frostde, notify the brothers from other districts to pay attention to the audience for any wanted criminals from SHADOW. If found, keep a close eye on them!” Billy instructed.


    “Understood!” Frostde nodded and took out her phone to make a call.


    The arenapetition continued.


    After another half hour, it was Stout’s turn to step onto the stage. His opponent was a tall and slender sword-wielding woman who wore a proud expression on her face.


    “Miss, you’re not my opponent. Surrender now, or else, if I identally hurt youter, I won’t feel good about it,” Stout said, looking at the woman.


    As soon as he came up, Stout checked the opponent’s cultivation-she was a Novice War Emperor. Although her skill was passable among peers, she was a whole realm lower than Stout, so he wasn’t interested in fighting seriously.


    “Humph!” The woman sneered. “How arrogant. How dare a fatty speak to me like that. I bet you’re tired of living! I’ll give you a chance. Leave immediately, or else, I won’t guarantee you’ll walk awayter!”


    “Uh… I was advising you kindly. Why don’t you listen?” Stout shrugged his shoulders. “Since that’s the case, let’s get started. I’ll try not to hurt your face. Otherwise, you might have trouble finding a husband in the future, and that would be a headache for me!”


    “You scoundrel!” The woman chuckled and eximed, “Draw your sword!”


    As the words fell, she raised her sword and charged forward with remarkable agility, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. Her momentum soared to its peak, and the sharp de in her hand unleashed several sword rays, attacking Stout. From her posture, it was evident that she intended to finish Stout off in a single round.