As Mu Can's Blood Pearl slowly made its way towards the bearded man with mutton chop whiskers, spinning above his palm.
The mutton chop whiskered man reached out a hand and held the Blood Pearl in his palm, while his other hand, from nowhere, drew a petite Dagger from his chest—a Dagger that looked no bigger than a nail clipper, entirely golden, and absolutely adorable.
Small as it was, the tip of the Dagger was extremely sharp, emitting a faint Cold Light. The bearded man carefully took the small Dagger and slowly inserted its tip into the Blood Pearl.
The moment the Dagger touched the Blood Pearl, the entire Dagger burst into a blinding golden light, as if it were a blazing sun, making the entire Battle Arena dazzlingly bright.
Mu Can, standing closest to the Dagger, bore the brunt of it and could only squint his eyes tightly, staring hard at the bearded man.
When the light dispersed, the bearded man had vanished from the spot.
