Liu Zhijie's Request

The duel was exactly the kind of thing the Empire loved to see, because both sides were people everyone despised.

Someone like Lin Di liking men was no big deal, but forcing himself on minors and even causing trouble because of it was utterly disgusting.

Bart was even worse—a Devon Star scumbag who openly snatched girls off the street.

Both types of people were hated by nobles and commoners alike.

Now, one of them was bound to die.

"Jerry Butler, keep an eye on what Lin Di and his people are doing." Before the duel, both sides had to display their weapon loadouts, and prohibited weapons were definitely not allowed.

Otherwise, bringing a hydrogen bomb or a Neutron Bomb would solve every problem.

Still, the proper attitude had to be maintained.

"Yes, Young Master." Jerry Butler nodded.

Only after Yang Bo returned to March Star did he discover that the news had already spread to the Alliance.

Bart's reputation was equally foul in the Alliance. He had openly snatched women off the streets and taken them home.

That had offended a huge number of women in the Alliance. At the very least, he would have been sentenced to life imprisonment, and likely chemically castrated as well.

Of course, the Aquamarine Empire had always had a poor reputation in the Alliance, especially because of the nobles' blatant privileges.

Yang Bo logged into Second World to check on his game character.

Because of the Power Seed, his Second World character had been training at the academy during this period.

Naturally, the matter had also caused a sensation in the Aquamarine Empire. In just a short time, the total amount wagered on the duel had exceeded twenty billion.

There were still fifteen days before the match. (Ignore the differences in the length of