Settled

Countless objects smashed into the arena's shield, instantly burying it beneath a mountain of debris. The nobles threw everything they could get their hands on—tables, chairs, stools, bathtubs, clothes, doors, bookcases, and more.

"Pfft!" Su Wei had been watching the match. When she saw Sakolu jump out of the arena himself, she burst out laughing, then noticed her brother staring at her beside her.

"I'm going back first!" Su Wei felt a little embarrassed. Her brother had definitely lost money, so she hurried back to her room.

Su Hai sighed. "Sakolu is so fucking useless."

But inwardly, he was overjoyed. He had made another huge profit.

Sakolu was now miserable and regretful. Three billion was his entire fortune. He had mortgaged his own businesses to borrow money from his family, and now the family would probably take most of those businesses away. He had also borrowed a huge sum in high-interest loans to bet on himself.

Yet he had lost the match in such an utterly ridiculous way.

Sakolu got beaten even harder, and the insults hurled at him were as vicious as could be.

"Can you stop acting so fucking cool?"

"You even put on that calm, composed act."

"You fucking made me lose five hundred million."

As Sakolu ran, he felt numb, like a walking corpse. Even now, he could not accept why he had jumped out of the arena. It would have been better to fight Yang Bo to the death.

"Incompetent!" Everyone slapped that label on Sakolu's head.

Everyone could understand the first failure, but the second time, he had put up so much money. They had thought he was one hundred percent certain to win.

Who would have thought that one act of showing off would cost him everything? Incompetent, a complete idiot—this was now