Nymm was so angry that his whole body trembled. He was just about to shout something back when Randall grabbed his arm. With things as they were, any further words were just unnecessary.
Randall frowned and said, "Enough, you have plenty of time to resolve your anger. Forget about it for now."
Nymm slowly shut his mouth at that, but his eyes remained fixed on Fane, wanting nothing more than to rip Fane to shreds. Fane coldly glanced at Nymm, "I think you should have signed up with them. What a pity."
Nymm's lips twitched speechlessly. What was the meaning of that? He should have signed up as well? Did that guy think he would be able to beat Nymm too? The arrogance in those words rendered Nymm at a loss for words. That guy really was confident in himself, to the point of exasperation. The surrounding spectators started to frantically talk about Fane's words.
"This guy really is crazy! Did he eat something wrong? Why do I feel like he's trying to threaten Nymm? He thinks that he won't just be able to beat Randall and Rowan, but even kill Nymm as well? Does he really think he's unbeatable?"
"Who knows? Maybe he's just being stubborn or blowing out hot air right now. He might be trying to make them feel threatened so they'll hold back later.
"Didn't Percy say it just now? They'll only have ten seconds to fight. As long as he manages to last ten seconds, then everything would be resolved. Maybe he's just trying to make sure he manages to survive that time."
"You might be right, but I still feel like there's something wrong with his head. Everything he does just makes me feel like he's crazy. Whatever, let's not talk about it anymore. We'll be able to see what happens very soon anyway."
The black-robed man looked at Fane seriously. His inquisitive expression made it seem like he was trying to see through Fane's skin into Fane's heart. He could not understand what Fane was trying to do at all. Was he really that confident, or did he have other plans?
No matter what, nothing he said would be able to change the situation in front of him. In truth, the black-robed man did not mind helping out. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll be sure to do it. These spirit crystals…"
The black-robed man wanted to reject them since it was just a small favor. He felt a bit bad about receiving such a large sum for it. However, Fane immediately said, "It's not much. After all, you'll be taking on some pressure."
Since Fane said that, the black-robed man no longer rejected him.
"A hundred thousand reward… It's so much more than what I earned from the last bet! If he hadn't offended Star Continent, I'd be happy to help him."
Quite a few people were quite tempted by the hundred thousand spirit crystals. After all, that was no small amount in their eyes, but Fane had made it a reward so easily. It was obvious how rich Fane was. They were full of admiration and envy for Fane, and various emotions playing in their head.
"Even though this guy brags so much, he really is rich. Compared to him, I'm just a beggar! Twenty pieces of purple gold! He betted so much on himself! How confident does he need to be to do that?!"
"No matter how confident he is, those twenty pieces of purple gold have basically just been given to the Capture Hall. It's so frustrating, he should give them to me if he doesn't want them!
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