Inside the VIP private room.
Xiao Lian watched Young Master Xu's entrance with a laugh caught between tears, then tilted her head and asked, "Is this really appropriate? Just letting him mess around like that?"
A smile rested on Demon Moon's face.
"It's fine. It's a little flamboyant, but he is, after all, a Demi-Saint's successor. No matter how bizarre his demands are, we have to satisfy them."
"After today's match, even if we lose what we paid out on the bet, our Heavenly Net Arena can earn it back through other means over the next few days, riding the exaggerated gimmick of 'Young Master Xu.'"
Betting... As Xiao Wanfeng listened to the two women, his heart stirred.
He had not known Young Master Xu's strength before, but now that he knew he was a Sword Sect, who would not want to place a bet? "Brother Xin."
He nudged Xin Gugu with his elbow and asked timidly, "Aren't you placing a bet? I still have two hundred Spirit Crystals on me. I think we can bet on Young Master Xu to win."
"Bet on Young Master Xu?"
After a moment of stunned silence, Xin Gugu was plainly amused.
Through the window, he pointed at the gloomy twin-tailed girl in the arena whose spotlight had been forcibly stolen by someone, and asked, "Do you know that girl?"
"Little Attacker Mu?"
Xiao Wanfeng looked toward the contestant information Demon Moon had sent over earlier.
He remembered this girl. When Young Master Xu had read out that name, his expression had been somewhat strange.
She was a strong contender for the championship.
In the previous match, despite only possessing Innate cultivation, she had unleashed an ability resembling a Throne Domain and drawn much attention.
But with a Sword Sect like Young Master Xu