The sun finally set, but Denverville was lit up, and the arena was as bright as day. Most of the lights were around the arena—covering every corner.

"Felix, please." Nala turned toward Felix, a tear falling down her cheek.

When he saw this, he said solemnly, "You will be Nala Hughman from now on."

They took a deep breath, stood up, and walked forward in sync. At this point, everyone standing below could see them clearly.

Nala slowly took off her veil, and the black and red scabs on her face were displayed in front of an audience for the first time. There was a hiss as everyone took a sharp breath of air. Some even covered their eyes!

It was truly terrifying. No matter how beautiful Nala's eyes were, they couldn't overshadow the scars on her face. Even looking at her for over a few seconds would upset the audience.

Nala was suffering from pure humiliation as she stood there. On the other hand, Joanna was laughing so hard she could barely cover her mouth. This had all been agreed