Chapter 305: The Clothes Are Ready. Aren't You Going to Take a Look?

The deathly silence on the mountaintop didn't last long. Arya Moore stared at the figure standing proudly on the ring, and the corners of her lips lifted despite herself. Her gaze drifted, light as a feather, before settling on Pierce Dowlton not far away, his face a stormy shade of green. She covered her red lips as if in surprise. "Oh? I think I just heard someone say that if Mr. Santee won, he'd jump off this mountain." Then she smiled sweetly. "Young Master Pierce, the wind's strong up here....