The cheers from the Colosseum could be heard even in the backstage passage.
But at this moment, everyone's face was urgent, and some were even trembling.
The boy in the white tailsuit leaned against the wall, flicking the gold coin in his hand into the air with a slight humming sound.
The boy opened his hand to catch the coin, his gaze on the people standing in front of him: "In such a short time, you've caused me such a big problem, you're really something."
The boy's voice was soft and light, with no hint of anger.
Yet no one standing in front of him could stop trembling.
The air temperature dropped to freezing point.
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"The young master is very angry, Master Wuno, please go take a look."
As soon as the man returned, he was stopped and urgently pointed in a direction.
He had just been reprimanded, determined not to make any more mistakes, yet within a few hours, he went out and now returned to be told that "the young master is very angry." How could he survive this?
