As he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the arena became oppressive.
It was suffocating!
Nearly thousands of eyes first glanced at Remus, then simultaneously turned toward Richardo. He had just said that if someone entered, he would personally apologize to all of them.
What was he going to do?
Just a moment ago, Master Erjon Windrow and the others could still tease Richardo, but now they couldn't easily speak up. After all, Richardo was still the Young Saint Master and he would soon inherit the position of the Saint Master once he returned. They still needed to respect him.
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