In the Arena, Andrew's surrender stirred a lot of discussions.
Having been established in Purgatory for many years, he was a Prison Tyrant on the First Floor, and a powerful being capable of ranking in the top ten - his following, substantial. Many had witnessed his strength in the First Floor of Purgatory Gate and had no doubts about his power.
He left the ring nonchalantly, followed by his perplexed underlings.
"Boss, why didn't you fight?" a young man asked with some dissatisfaction.
"Because I can't beat him. Do you think I should get beaten up when I know I can't win? I don't have that kind of bad habit," Andrew said, his chubby face showing a helpless expression.
"How can that be? But that guy doesn't look very strong..."
"That's because you're too weak," Andrew bluntly retorted. "If you want to go up there and get thrashed voluntarily, I won't stop you."
