"Speak, what exactly happened!" Backstage, the Beast Arena manager approached Ling Feng, asking seriously.

The mixed-blood dragon breed is the Beast Arena’s specialty. By using the Dragon Clan’s bloodline, they can mass-produce a large number of mixed-blood dragon breeds with extremely powerful and unique abilities. Although these mixed-blood dragon breeds don’t have long lifespans, they bring significant profits to the Beast Arena.

After all, every day a large number of demon creatures and magical beasts die in the arena, and the mixed-blood dragon breeds partially compensate for the loss of magical beasts, which is of great benefit to the Beast Arena!

But today’s events shocked and unsettled the Beast Arena manager. He didn’t understand the reasons behind today’s occurrences. If similar incidents continue to happen, the role of the mixed-blood dragon breed will be greatly diminished.

This is something the Beast Arena manager cannot accept, so he must figure out what exactly went wrong!

"How would I know what happened!" Ling Feng composed himself and calmly said, with a hint of puzzlement: "I was surprised too, I thought I was doomed!"

"Ling Feng, do you think I’m an idiot?" The Beast Arena manager said darkly: "Your initial low growls were clearly in a language we don’t know. What did you say to the mixed-blood dragon breed!"

"I don’t know what you’re talking about!" Ling Feng denied: "Maybe it was tired of living, or perhaps it had some issues with its mind?"

The Beast Arena manager looked deeply at Ling Feng: "Seems you’re unwilling to talk, don’t worry, we’ll make you speak!"

With that, the Beast Arena manager left, and two large men walked in, escorting Ling Feng to a dark dungeon.

Ling Feng looked at the torture tools in the dungeon, his face showing a mocking cold smile. Such mere torture tools, did they actually think it would make him submit? Ridiculous!

"Start with an appetizer for him!" One of the large men said with a grim smile, then pinned Ling Feng under a torture device.

A moment later, a muffled grunt echoed through the dungeon.

"Boy, you’re quite tough, I’d like to see how tough you can be!"

...

The Beast Arena manager turned back to the arena, watching the bloody slaughter in the field, his expression serious.

In the arena, the other party was another mixed-blood dragon breed, clearly without issues, engaging in a life-and-death battle with its opponent.

But why was the previous one so unusual, preferring to crash itself to death rather than harm Ling Feng? Could it be because Ling Feng carries the aura of a Demon King?

If that’s the case, then the previous incident was just a coincidence, not a breakdown in our plan! The Beast Arena manager muttered to himself.

Thinking of this, his face relaxed a bit. It makes sense, after all, a mere Second-Level Long-haired Demon has neither the qualifications nor ability to control a powerful mixed-blood dragon breed!

"If thinking more deeply, perhaps I arranged too strong an opponent, prompting the Demon King to intervene secretly? If that’s the case, then I can’t let him die easily, given that Demon King Kai isn’t easy to deal with!"

After a long struggle, the mixed-blood dragon breed finally tore its opponent apart completely, bringing a smile to the Beast Arena manager’s face.

Backstage again, a large man approached: "Sir, that kid might truly know nothing, he’s already fainted three times!"

"Fainted three times?" The Beast Arena manager raised his eyebrows: "Did he beg for mercy?"

"No!" The large man showed a trace of admiration: "I’ve never seen a newcomer endure all the torture tools yet remain stubborn. This guy, he’s no ordinary person; it’s just a pity he’s a Second-Level Long-haired Demon, otherwise he has the potential to become our Beast Arena’s super star!"

"What’s a Second-Level Long-haired Demon!" The Beast Arena manager chuckled: "If we want, we can make anything into a superstar, even a lump of shit. You can stop, take him away, he still has a battle tomorrow!"

"Yes, sir!" The large man respectfully stepped down.

The manager squinted his eyes: "Second-Level Long-haired Demon, with extraordinary willpower and rationality; indeed, this is quite a fine gimmick!"

...

When Ling Feng woke from his coma, he found himself lying in a pool filled with dense medicinal liquid, and surprisingly, there were no wounds on him.

"I didn’t die!" Ling Feng sighed, looking around, discovering he’s now in a warmly furnished room, a stark contrast from the previous dungeon.

"You’re awake?" At this moment, the door opened, and a girl wearing shackles walked in, a trace of timidity in her eyes.

"Who are you? Where is this?" Ling Feng asked warily, though there was no cultivation fluctuation from the girl, easing his caution a bit.

"I’m the maid responsible for taking care of the Lord, Xiao Ah." The girl placed the clothes near the pool: "From now on, I’m your exclusive maid, attending to all your needs!"

As she spoke, she prepared to step into the pool, and Ling Feng was startled: "What are you doing?"

"I need to help the Lord with the wounds!" The girl was equally startled by Ling Feng’s abrupt remark: "I have the duty to assist you in anything!"

The girl named Xiao Ah, despite not being very old, was very pretty and delicate, with a hint of fragility that evokes a protective instinct.

"No need, such minor injuries are nothing!" Ling Feng said solemnly: "I’m getting out, you should leave for now!"

"You don’t want me, Lord?" The girl showed a slight plea in her eyes: "Tell me what I’ve done wrong, I’ll change. If you refuse me, I’ll... I’ll be doomed!" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Doomed?" Ling Feng squinted his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"I was raised by the Beast Arena to serve the Lords. We maids only serve one Lord, if you reject me, I’ll be killed by Fetty, the Beast Arena manager!"

"Fetty? The Beast Arena manager?"

Xiao Ah nodded.

"Don’t worry, I’m not rejecting you, I’m just dressing, please step out for a moment!"

Xiao Ah was puzzled: "I can help you dress, my skills are excellent!"

"No need!" Ling Feng took a deep breath: "If you really don’t want to leave, then turn around!"