He turned to look at Walter and saw that Walter was looking at him incredibly earnestly at that moment. Walter seemed like he wanted Fane to believe that what Walter said would definitely happen.
Fane took a deep breath. He had to admit that Walter was stronger than everyone else. However, Fane was not referring to martial strength, but that Walter's ability to piss people off was far greater than anyone else. Fane was not easily angered, but he was furious after those words.
Fane let out a cold laugh, "You better remember what you said."
Walter raised an eyebrow, "Of course, I'll remember everything I said."
Fane nodded before he looked back at the evenly matched pair on the stage. Everyone was silent again. Walter had an unhappy glint in his eyes when he saw that Fane was looking away again.
He had obviously said everything he did earlier with his own goals in mind. Head wanted Fane to be filled with fear and worry. He wanted to look at Fane's panicked look.
He wanted Fane to beg him, but he did not get any reaction other than a cold laugh. It caused Walter to wonder if what he said earlier had not been cruel enough.
Manse's expression darkened as well. He wanted to see Fane's terrified expression, just as Walter did. He wanted Fane to be begging for mercy but never expected Fane's reaction to being so small.
Manse took a deep breath as he sat down next to Walter. Walter was the only thing between Fane and Manse.
Fane could not be bothered dealing with those people. After looking at the battle in the arena, he did not want to say anything else at all. However, the ones around him were not willing to waste their time like that.
Manse took a deep breath, "You're the most arrogant alchemist I've ever seen."
Fane frowned. He knew that Manse would not just let things rest. As he mockingly said that, Fane snorted, not really caring as he said, "Since you're so confident in Walter, why don't we make a bet?"
Rudy was immediately excited when he heard there would be a bet. In a short few days, it was already the second time Fane was betting against someone. The person before had lost ten thousand spirit crystals, so he wondered how much Fane would set the bet at this time.
Manse furrowed his eyebrows, not expecting that Fane would suddenly bring up a bet. However, he never believed that Fane had any chance at all, so he was naturally happy to bet against Fane.
Manse nodded without any hesitation, "Let's bet if you want to. How much do you want to bet?"
Fane raised nine fingers, "What about ninety thousand spirit crystals? If I manage to beat Walter in the seventy-third match, then I'll give you ninety thousand spirit crystals. If I lose, then I'll give you the same amount!" 2
Manse waved it off as he let out a cold laugh, "I'm okay with betting a hundred and ninety spirit crystals, let alone just ninety!"
Fane suddenly laughed as he hurriedly took out a contract scroll and patiently spoke...
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