Seeing Phainon's Clothing Store claw back a victory,
the many people who had bet on Phainon's side perked up again.
"The Savior always comes through!"
"I told you! How could Phainon possibly lose with his abilities?"
Phainon had the endorsement of local powerhouses from the Douluo Continent, along with the ability to develop new designs.
His earlier setback had only happened because pride came before a fall.
But now the tables had turned.
It all depended on what tricks Aglaea still had up her sleeve.
Douluo I World.
Star Luo Empire.
Dugu Bo stroked his long beard smugly.
"Yanyan, I bet on Phainon's side. Looks like I'm going to rake it in again."
Dugu Yan pouted. "I only have one betting chip anyway. It's better if you win, Grandpa."
She was already thinking about how to get her grandfather to cough up some gold for her afterward.
"You can't be stingy when the time comes, Grandpa."
"The rewards we can redeem from this Sky Curtain must be something special."
Dugu Bo: "..."
He thought that he would be grateful enough if the Sky Curtain didn't fleece him of his immortal herbs.
He had only placed a bet for a bit of fun.
Spirit Hall.
A secret chamber.
Yu Xiaogang saw Phainon claw back a victory, with Di Tian modeling to bolster his presence.
He was ecstatic.
Phainon really was the Sky Curtain's favorite son.
He was just about to say something
when he noticed Ma Hongjun staring at him, eyes shining as though he were waiting for something.
At that sight, Yu Xiaogang instantly swallowed the words he had been about to say.
His face darkened.
Grief and indignation filled his heart:
That damned Ma Hongjun has actually become that bitch Bibi Dong's lackey!
*Flender, what a fine