Jiang Lan, son of the Prime Minister and the most influential noble in all of Great Xia, was a household name in the Imperial Capital.
"Young Master…"
The manager of the fighting pits scurried over to him at once.
"The slaughter in the fighting pits today was truly dull."
"However, that fighter has won seven matches in a row. Her skills are quite impressive. Go and bring her to me…" Jiang Lan said coolly.
"Yes, Young Master." Hearing his words, the several maids by his side hurried down into the fighting pits.
The manager, who had just rushed over, heard this and an awkward expression appeared on his face. He bowed and said, "Young Master, I was not aware you were here."
"Otherwise, we would have arranged for someone else to fight."
The small figure in the pit was originally meant to be a ruse to rig the bets today. They had already made her ingest Dissolving Powder, which was supposed to suddenly take effect mid-fight.
