Do You Want to Hear the Truth?
Gabi had a lot to do. After arranging tomorrow's matchups, he hurriedly left the training grounds.
The others crowded around the trainers, asking for information about their opponents. Once they got what they needed, they hurried off to find sparring partners with similar styles to simulate tomorrow's fights.
Only Valo sat on the ground, completely motionless.
He looked somewhat lonely, but this time, most of them understood his frustration. His luck was simply terrible. He had drawn Habitus as his opponent. The gap between them was far too great, and it was destined to be a one-sided beating. Valo's chances of passing the assessment were naturally close to zero.
Zhang Heng had also obtained Garba's information from the trainers, including his odds of victory, fighting style, and so on. The trainers had a good impression of Zhang Heng and even specifically reminded him what to watch out for when facing an old fox like Garba.
After thanking them, Zhang Heng walked over to Valo.
Valo knew who had come without turning around. "Don't worry. I haven't given up on myself yet. You asked me before what happened that made me decide to become a gladiator."
"You're willing to tell me now?" Zhang Heng sat down beside Valo.
"That afternoon—the afternoon I went to help at the arena—I saw him." Valo clenched his fists.
"Who?"
"My former best friend. Or rather... the man I once believed was my best friend." Valo gave a self-mocking laugh. "I trusted him very much. I gave him all the money I had invested in flax and asked him to take it to Egypt. But later, they told me he had been robbed on the road, and both he and the money were gone. They did send back a