A heavy brocade pouch slammed onto the luxurious desk, its mouth falling open to reveal glittering Gold Soul Coins.
Immediately afterward, a token engraved with white tiger markings was pressed down on top of the coins.
Manager Ao had looked somewhat impatient behind his desk, but the moment his gaze touched the coins and token, his small, mercenary eyes shone like bronze bells, and his attitude took a complete about-face.
"Oh my, so it's Young Master Dai." Manager Ao rubbed his hands together, his face wreathed in smiles.
"I want you to use your authority to arrange a cross-rank deathmatch during the golden time slot three days from now." Dai Mubai's gaze was icy. "The rank-thirty Heaven-Shaking Phantom team against the rank-forty Soul Ancestor team, the Fierce God Team."
"Well..." Manager Ao looked troubled and sucked in a cold breath. "Young Master Dai, that's against the rules. There's no precedent in the Great Soul Arena for a Soul Elder team fighting a Soul Ancestor team, much less in a deathmatch. If word gets out, the Great Soul Arena's reputation..."
Chapter 120: An unexpected showdown
"Rules were made by dead men. The living can naturally change them." Tang San spoke slowly, his gaze as cold and sinister as a venomous snake. "All you need to do is build enough hype and package it as an 'unprecedented cross-rank challenge.'"
"Not only will it attract gamblers from all over Suotuo City, but ticket sales and the cut from the betting pools alone will earn the arena a fortune. Besides..."
Tang San pointed at the coins on the desk. "These Gold Soul Coins are tea money for you, Manager. If anything happens, the Star Luo Empire will shoulder it. What is there to fear?"
Manager Ao swallowed, looking at the glittering coins and then