Moriyama Yasurou stood among the crowd, and to fit in, she also clapped along.
She slightly tilted her head and whispered to the Yaksha beside her, "Looking at this setup... can she leave now?"
"Of course, we're not some kind of perverse murderers," Yaksha replied, "Witnessing mortals transcend themselves and sharing in the joy of victory with the winner, there's nothing more thrilling than that."
Though it was something she probably shouldn't ask, Moriyama Yasurou couldn't help her curiosity, "Isn't there a worry about her... taking responsibility once she's out?"
Yaksha glanced at her, his gaze somewhat intriguing, "This is a private island, do you understand what a private island means?"
