“Calm down, teacher. I believe they’ll be here soon. In the end, the rewards are very generous and extravagant.” Ninety-Six, Huang Zheng, chimed in with a smile on his face. He was as calm and steady as he had always been. This was in stark contrast to Ninety-Eight standing beside him, who had already been eliminated from the tournament. Ninety-Eight’s face seemed a little dark and gloomy.

The only thought in Mocke’s head was his Darkness Green Dragon.

“Don’t trouble him anymore, Old Three. I believe that kid will arrive. We need to have a proper discussion with him after the tournament.”

A deep and thick voice rang out; the Duskwater Alliance Master, Nangong Wan, appeared in the hotel’s main lobby.

The entire green hotel seemed like it was under martial law as uncountable men in black filled up half of its main hall. Nangong Wan, Old Three, Mocke and Huang Zheng stood in the center of the main hall, along with several large trunks. What they contained was obvious; these trunks were used to carry the rare metals that were to be used for the tournament!

Sounds travelled from the entrance right at this moment.

Under the guidance of two men...

This chapter requires karma or a VIP subscription to access. Enable auto unlock Unlock for 32 karma Purchase/Earn karma Subscribe to VIP