Silence.
Whether inside the VIP booth or outside, everyone wanted to know exactly what was happening inside Booth 17. After all, the Governor of the Eastern Island, a Spirit Saint Level existence in the Country of Ten Thousand Islands, had just gone inside. Had the two outsiders who dared to provoke him with their bids already been crushed? They didn't know, but it had indeed been a long time since such entertainment had appeared in the Country of Ten Thousand Islands.
Inside the booth, however, the situation was the exact opposite of what they imagined.
Hato stared at the woman in front of him. She had ordinary features, no different from any female sea dweller in the Country of Ten Thousand Islands. Even her skin, darkened by prolonged exposure to the sun, was somewhat rough. Yet, what had such a woman just said? Tell him to kneel, and she would spare his life? The sheer absurdity of the contrast left Hato momentarily at a loss.
