Chapter 888: You’re One of the Fighters Going Into the Ring Later?

Baren was the first to help himself to a few pastries.

The moment Colin saw him bite off half of that “eyeball” in one mouthful, he instantly lost all appetite.

The image was far too bloody.

Wang Yun looked at the food in front of him and felt his stomach turn as well. These “bloody” dishes were simply too hard to swallow.

Baren was still urging the two of them to eat.

“Don’t let the way they look put you off. They may look bloody, but they’re really just desserts and meat dishes. They actually taste pretty good.”

Both of them shook their heads, making it clear they weren’t eating.

Still unwilling to give up, Baren kept trying to persuade them.

“If you don’t eat now, don’t blame me later when you get hungry. I warned you!”

After saying that, Baren stopped caring whether they ate or not. He picked up another heart and took a huge bite.

Watching Baren eat with such enjoyment, Wang Yun felt a wave of nausea rise in his throat.

He simply could not accept food made to look like that.

Blood Banquet really did live up to its name.

So the three of them ended up in a strange little tableau: one eating, two watching. And because of what Wang Yun was wearing, he stood out far too much in a place like this.

Before long, the three of them had become the subject of conversation. Many of the guests were openly pointing at Wang Yun and whispering about him.

At Blood Banquet, no one wore casual clothes except the fighters who were going up on stage. But the banquet hall was not a place where fighters were supposed to come.

Faced with everyone’s whispers and pointed fingers, Wang Yun remained standing there calmly, his expression unchanged.

Baren, meanwhile, continued eating as though nothing were happening.

Then a shrill female voice reached Wang Yun’s ears.

“Since when does Blood Banquet invite just anyone?”

A woman was complaining loudly to her companion. Her voice was so loud that Wang Yun couldn’t have pretended not to hear it even if he wanted to. But his mission wasn’t over yet. He didn’t want to attract too much attention.

“Mr. Baren, let’s go to the private room first.”

Wang Yun still did not respond, and that only made the woman complain even louder to the person beside her.

“How exactly do the managers of Blood Banquet run this place? Do they hand out invitations to just any stray cat or dog now?”

That remark insulted more than just Wang Yun. When the others present heard it, many of them frowned.

The woman beside her quickly tugged at her sleeve.

“Nannan, stop talking.”

After trying to calm her down, she looked around uneasily.

Seeing that everyone was glaring at the two of them, she forced a smile and hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry, everyone. Nannan is still young. She doesn’t know how to measure her words.”

Not only did the other woman fail to appreciate it, but she violently shook her off.

“Stop pretending in front of me. You’d love it if I got thrown out, wouldn’t you?”

Wang Yun was a little stunned.

Wasn’t this girl supposed to be mocking him? How had the fire suddenly turned on her own companion instead?

At that moment, Baren swallowed the food in his mouth and leaned in.

In a low voice, he explained to Wang Yun and Colin, “That sharp-tongued girl is Robin’s daughter, the most famous real estate tycoon in Mu City. The one she just snapped at is her stepmother, the younger wife Robin took later on. I heard Robin met that woman because of a car accident. He hit her, then took care of her for a while. After that, he probably fell for her. I mean, you can see it yourselves. She’s barely older than his daughter. I also heard that after she recovered, Robin took her straight into his home and kicked out the girl’s real mother.”

Hearing Baren’s gossip, Wang Yun and Colin both stared wide-eyed at the woman who looked so gentle and soft-spoken.

They had thought they were close friends.

Who would have guessed they were actually stepmother and daughter?

So this was the kind of fun rich people had?

Now that the girl’s attention had shifted, Wang Yun and the others didn’t linger any longer. They headed straight for the private room marked on their invitation.

But Robin’s daughter refused to let it go.

“You in the T-shirt. Did I say you could leave?”

With that, she strode straight toward Wang Yun.

Wang Yun frowned. He didn’t want trouble right now. If he got thrown out, he would have no way of finding the true boss behind this place.

He fixed his gaze on the approaching girl.

“Do you need something from me?”

The girl stared at him in disbelief and shot back.

“You’re asking me if I need something? The least you could do when you come here is show some respect for the other guests and put on formal clothes. If you don’t have any, they provide them for free here.”

As she spoke, she pointed at one of the attendants nearby.

Gesturing for him to come over, she said, “Take this gentleman to change his clothes.”

Seeing that the girl was not entirely unreasonable, Wang Yun figured she simply didn’t know how to express herself.

So he gave a small shake of his head.

“Thank you, but there’s no need. I’ll be heading down soon to get ready for the match.”

As he spoke, Wang Yun pointed toward the ring below, set before the angel statue.

The moment the girl heard that, her face changed.

“You’re one of the fighters going into the ring later?”

A fighter was actually allowed up here to eat?

After all, what the crowd had seen before were not formal boxing matches. There had been boxing, yes, but also slaves fighting for their lives. Most of them were people with no rights at all.

The girl looked at Wang Yun.

No matter how she looked at him, he didn’t resemble someone else’s slave in the slightest.