Looking at the Nanshan Guards soldiers in the arena at this moment, they were steadily advancing towards the barbarians.
In the blink of an eye, they had completely surrounded them.
Seeing that they were surrounded by Nanshan Guards wielding iron clubs, all the barbarians crouched on the ground, their gazes filled with fear as they looked around.
Facing this unknown terror, none of them dared to make a recklessly move, nor did they dare to feel any joy, just watching each other.
Turning to Lin Yi at this moment, he also looked up towards the young Emperor.
A signal had already been conveyed between their exchanged glances.
Lin Yi was asking for the young Emperor's opinion, querying if these people should be executed on the spot.
The young Emperor clearly shook his head slightly, indicating that this was not to be done.
After nodding, Lin Yi did not continue issuing the order for their slaughter, but just coldly observed everything happening in the arena.
