Zhen Hua had watched with curiosity, hoping to use this opportunity to see Angers make a fool of himself.
After all, the energy contained in these red shrimp was extraordinarily potent. An ordinary Soul Master would feel hot all over and uncomfortable after eating one.
And in his judgment, although Angers was far from weak, he was not a Soul Master with great physical strength.
But before he could see Angers embarrass himself, he instead saw the young man seated behind Angers calmly put the shrimp into his mouth.
His gaze froze there as he watched the young man's mask slowly split open, then watched him eat the shrimp-and that was it.
"Don't you feel overheated? These red shrimp are delicacies rarely found even in the ocean."
"Eating a delicacy like this releases an enormous amount of energy." There was a note of curiosity in Zhen Hua's voice.
He was not someone who habitually threw his authority around. He only wore a stern expression when dealing with his subordinates.
With his peers, or rather, his friends, he was exceptionally courteous, even somewhat gentle.
Hearing Zhen Hua's words, Angers glanced at Li Moxun beside him and spoke while eating his shrimp.
"This is that boss of mine. Zhen Hua, don't forget our wager."
"As long as my boss can complete Soul Forging, you must agree to provide Cassell College with two billion in funding, free of charge, along with a group of students under your supervision."
As Angers spoke, he smiled at Zhen Hua before turning toward Li Moxun.
Upon hearing that the two had made such a wager, Li Moxun's lips twitched.
He had not expected Angers to be so shameless, though his emotions barely changed.
Two billion was no small sum, even though he now had an Eight Rings