The survivors kept raising the stakes, and in the end, the prize pool for this highly anticipated match reached an astonishing 410,000!
Seeing that number, Cao Xing, sitting in a corner of the stands, raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing through his eyes.
"Damn, there are even more coins in this prize pool than expected."
"Assuming at least six matches can be held a day, that's a turnover of over two million dragon coins."
"And if I take 5... wouldn't that mean a net profit of..."
Cedric had wanted to follow as well, but he had only just run to the entrance of the Great Hall before turning back.
When Kyle found Snape, he was in his office, fiddling with an ancient, weathered stone basin on his desk.
He did not dodge. Instead, he took a deep breath, hoping the cold air would stimulate his nasal passages and clear his head. But after inhaling deeply, Ye Fei realized it was useless. At that moment, even the frigid air seemed filled with sweetness to him.
They did not even think much of Zhou Tao and his wife. As for Zhou Yi and the others, they were even less likely to catch their eye.
The boss left with a broad grin. The silver Li Si and the other man had given him was simply too much, putting him in an excellent mood.
Bai Zhenhai and Xu Aiqin both staggered back two steps, their minds going blank and their faces turning utterly pale.
The contents concerning the Starfall Pearl and The Eternal First Tragedy were omitted, with the focus placed only on how Feng Wu had been harmed and now suffered from an incurable brain disorder.
It looked as though the set had not been cleaned in a long time.