After leaving the room, Joshua contacted Harold.


    "How is Sellers Burton''s condition now?"


    Harold said, "His life isn''t in danger, and the wounds on his face have scabbed over."


    Joshua said, "Since his injuries have healed, go ahead and arrange the second act." Harold fell quiet for a few seconds, then asked in disbelief, "We... we''re still going?" Joshua didn''t speak immediately, seemingly pondering something.


    Just as Harold thought Joshua had changed his mind, Joshua spoke again.


    "Go arrange it right now. I happen to be free today and can watch it live." Harold: "..."


    Joshua''s methods had been terrifyingtely; Harold didn''t dare disobey and could only agree.


    After everything was prepared, Joshua arrived in front of the cage holding Sellers.


    Joshua looked at Sellers, whose face was wrapped in gauze, and smiled. "Mr. Burton, you look well. I assume you''ve rested your body well during this time. Since that''s the case, let''s continue."


    The moment Sellers saw Joshua, he had a bad premonition. Hearing Joshua''s words made his face change drastically.


    "You... you maniac!"


    Joshua couldn''t be bothered to talk nonsense with him and shot a nce at Harold.


    Harold braced himself and signaled his men to lock Sellers in with the lion again. This time, Sellers still couldn''t defeat the lion, and it was even worse thanst time. Finally, after the lion had eaten one of his feet, Joshua called it to a stop.


    The doctor came forward to treat Sellers.


    Sellers'' face was as pale as paper, and he nearly passed out several times.


    Joshua watched all this with indifference, his expression unwavering.


    Just then, Harold''s phone rang.


    Harold answered the call.


    A few minutester, Harold hung up and reported to Joshua in a low voice.


    "Mr. Gardner, everything on the Chapman family''s end has been fully arranged."


    Joshua asked a few questions, and Harold answered them one by one.


    Finally, Joshua nodded.


    "Proceed as nned."


    Although Sellers was sweating profusely from the pain, his mind was clear.


    The more it hurt, the clearer he was.


    He clearly heard Joshua''s n.


    Sweat dripped into Sellers'' eyes, blurring his vision.


    His face was ruined, and one of his feet had been eaten. Sellers didn''t know what


    he would have to face next time.


    After all, Sellers was the head of a family, and he couldn''t bring himself to pathetically beg for mercy.


    He simply decided he had nothing left to lose and let out a weak sneer.


    "Sinister... Joshua, you are truly


    sinister... Is this how you usually scheme against us? No wonder, no


    wonder none of us could beat you...


    because none of us are as sinister as you. Losing to you. I guess


    Th


    thoroughly convinced."


    Joshua ignored his mockery, simply cast a fleeting nce at him, then got up and left.


    ...


    The next day, Ste went to see Old Mr. Burton.


    Although she felt sorry for him, Joshua''s condition still drove to thick skin it and pay it and pay a visit Old content belongs


    Old Mr. Burton wasn''t surprised to see her.


    He waved to Ste just like he used to.


    "Ste, you''re here."


    Seeing that Old Mr. Burton wasn''t surprised, Ste couldn''t help


    ask, Burton, you knew feet


    looking for you?


    Old Mr. Burton motioned for Ste to sit down, then poured her a cup of tea.


    Mr. Burton said, "I knew you would definitelye to me for that kid from the Gardner family."


    Ste felt an overwhelming sense of shame. "Mr. Burton, I''m sorry."


    Old Mr. Burton sighed, and as if recalling something, slowly began to speak.