Chapter 871: Do I Even Have the Right to Refuse?

Wang Yun looked at Baren, who kept explaining, and calmly said something that instantly delighted him.

“Don’t worry. This year’s winner will definitely be you.”

Hearing Wang Yun’s assurance, Baren was overjoyed. He quickly moved to lead the way, his smile carrying a hint of mystery as he glanced back at Wang Yun.

“Brother Wang Yun, once we go inside, I guarantee you’ll be completely stunned.”

Without waiting for a response, Baren seemed to imagine Wang Yun’s shocked expression and chuckled to himself.

The two bodyguards following behind him also wore confident expressions. After all, no one who had entered this place had ever failed to be astonished. Even though Wang Yun’s expression had remained calm all along, surely he wouldn’t be able to stay unmoved once he saw what lay ahead.

Meanwhile, Colin, standing beside Wang Yun, was filled with anticipation.

He had never been here before either. Just entering earlier had already left him shocked.

And there was something even more shocking waiting ahead?

What kind of place could amaze even a boss accustomed to high-end environments?

Colin’s anticipation grew.

Baren, too, was eager to see Wang Yun’s reaction. His pace quickened without him even noticing.

Before long, they reached the end of the corridor.

In front of them stood a massive door in a medieval style.

One half of the door was pure white, adorned with a relief of a holy angel.

The other half was black, decorated with bat reliefs against a dark crimson background.

Above the door were two large blood-red characters carved in relief:

“Blood Banquet.”

Looking at the door, Wang Yun muttered inwardly, ‘Blood Banquet, that’s a fitting name. In the center, people fight each other to the death, drenched in blood. Around them, those who fancy themselves elites sip crimson wine while enjoying the spectacle. Isn’t that just using blood to enrich the feast?’

At the thought, Wang Yun shook his head.

Now that he had discovered this place, there was no way it would be allowed to continue operating.

Baren, who had been secretly observing Wang Yun’s reaction, showed a trace of disappointment. Not only was Wang Yun not shocked, but he even showed a hint of disgust.

So Baren stopped thinking about it and stepped forward.

As they approached, two attendants emerged from the shadows. Smiling politely, they asked for invitations.

“Gentlemen, good morning. May we see your invitations?”

Baren immediately signaled to the bodyguards behind him.

In a place this private, entry without an invitation was absolutely impossible.

The two bodyguards stepped forward, took out several invitation cards from their bags, and handed them to one of the attendants.

After carefully checking them and confirming everything was in order, the attendant pressed a remote control.

The massive doors slowly opened.

The attendants bowed politely.

“Gentlemen, please.”

Baren nodded lightly and led the group inside.

The deeper they went, the more tightly Wang Yun’s brows furrowed.

It truly lived up to the name Blood Banquet.

The entire hall was sharply divided. The color scheme consisted entirely of white and dark red.

Just as Wang Yun had imagined, the center was sunken, holding a massive cage.

Inside the cage was a boxing ring.

It was simple, stark, and the brightest spot in the entire venue.

Bright lights surrounded the cage from all sides, as if afraid the spectators might miss even the smallest movement or expression of the fighters.

Right after entering, there was a circular corridor that ran around the arena.

Steps led downward along the edge, and below were separate private rooms, each one isolated, ensuring maximum privacy.

No one could see anyone else.

Baren glanced at Wang Yun without much hope.

Sure enough, Wang Yun’s expression remained calm. As if this weren’t a bloody underground fighting venue, but just an ordinary place of entertainment.

Colin, on the other hand, stood there with his mouth wide open in shock.

This place was insane.

He glanced at the walls beside him—the red eyes of the bat decorations… Were those real red agate? And all that gold… was that actual gold? How extravagant did one have to be to build something like this?

By his estimate, this place covered at least over a hundred thousand square meters.

All those decorations were made of real gold and precious materials.

No wonder this was a playground for the powerful.

At this point, Baren had already given up on seeing any shocked reaction from Wang Yun.

His tone grew a little flat as he gave a brief introduction.

“Brother Wang Yun, as you can see, this is where you’ll be competing.”

He pointed toward the cage below.

Only then did Colin shift his attention away from the walls and look down. The moment he saw the massive cage, anger flashed across his face.

“Baren, I called you boss out of respect. Didn’t you tell me it was just a normal match? A fight here? And you call that the same?!”

He pointed angrily at the cage below.

Baren knew he was in the wrong. He gave an awkward smile and hurried to apologize.

“Brother Colin, Brother Wang Yun, this is my fault as your elder. But I really had no other choice. You saw that man’s attitude just now. If I had any other option, I wouldn’t have hidden this from you. I was just afraid you wouldn’t agree.”

Colin let out a cold, mocking laugh.

“Do I even have the right to refuse?”