"By the way, didn't Bati make a wager with Jacob, the supervisor of the Mission Hall, before? I heard they even signed an Illusion Race Contract, which neither side can violate?"
Someone suddenly recalled this matter.
"That's right. Now that you mention it, I remember too. Bati really did sign a contract with Supervisor Jacob. If Bati failed to complete the mission, he would lose all his property and would also have to eat ten tons of shit."
"My god, doesn't that mean Supervisor Jacob lost? Not only will he become penniless, he'll also become the laughingstock of the entire Illusion Race, his foul name lingering for ten thousand years."
"Is that even a question? He swindled several hundred billion. If Bati doesn't win, where would justice be?"
"Supervisor Jacob is truly miserable. Even if he's a mighty expert of the Lightning Tribulation Realm and holds lofty status, he can't possibly violate the Illusion Race Contract. Otherwise, he'll certainly die."
"Who could have imagined Bati would be this ruthless? Scamming money is as easy for him as drinking water."
"I told you Bati was a dragon and phoenix among men, no ordinary person. Otherwise, how would he dare sign such a wager? Yet none of you believed me."
"What a bunch of hindsight heroes. Why didn't you say that before? Now that he's become incredible, you're here blowing smoke up his ass."
Many people discussed the matter animatedly, taking pleasure in Supervisor Jacob's misfortune. Unless Jacob wished to die, there was no way he could violate the Illusion Race Contract.
Of course, they also didn't believe Jacob would truly commit suicide. After living for so long, with such a boundless future ahead of him, how could he so easily choose death?
In short, after this incident, Jacob was utterly finished.