Paul, who had been silent the entire time, finally spoke up. "Mr. Doyle, there are rules that should be kept. Since your son was the one who accepted the challenge, he should accept whatever consequences there are."

"But, my son—" Phil wanted to protest but stopped when he met Paul's icy glare. "Do you plan to be condemned by everyone?"

"No, sir." Phil gritted his teeth and lowered his head. In terms of status and power, the Doyle family was no match for Paul.

"Mr. Doyle, you should send your son to Stonearay Order immediately. He might still have hope if Dr. Watkins takes a look at him," Paul reminded.

"Hurry! Get the car ready!" Coming to his senses, Phil gathered his son into his arms and dashed out of the arena, the rest of the Doyle family members following closely behind. Receiving treatment was the most important thing right now.

"Hi, mind if I have a word with you?" Paul turned his attention to Dustin.

"It would be my honor." Dustin nodded and followed Paul out the door.