At Xing Yan's words, the man and woman's expressions changed dramatically.
The man rasped:
"Friend, if you only wanted to win money, why did you pay a whole tael of silver just now?"
"Hm? What do you mean?"
"Don't you know the rules of my arena? If you're only after the gold and silver prize, you need pay just five hundred copper coins each time!"
"So that's how it works!"
Hearing this, the youth was delighted and blurted out:
"Why didn't you say so sooner? You made me pay half a tael extra!"
With that, he started toward the bundle of gold and silver on the ground ahead. But no sooner had he moved than he stopped again, chuckling:
"Never mind, there's no hurry. After three more rounds, all the silver in that bundle will probably be mine anyway!"
"...!"
At his utter composure, the yellow-faced man, who had been so aggressive a moment earlier, suddenly seemed at a loss. He merely stood there, dumbstruck.
But when Xing Yan's words reached the spectators below, they caused an immediate uproar. Apart from Qiong Rong and Xueyi, everyone wondered whether this young Daoist was a little out of his mind. Faced with such a delicate beauty, he actually wanted nothing but that pile of gold and silver! Most of these people with money to spare had followed the matchmaking pair through streets and towns for days before arriving in Square Pond Town today. In over half a month, they had never seen anyone pay only five hundred coins to enter the arena!
Most of the men who challenged the arena had some wealth. Though ordinarily tightfisted, they now regarded money as so much dung. The rich man who had just thumped his chest before Qiong Rong and promised to cover all Xing