Persephone's hoarse cries were quickly drowned out in the crowd. No one could hear her voice as protests began to rise. Before the match, they had bet heavily on Morpheus' victory, but this match would leave them penniless.

"Useless, get up!"

"You wasted our money!"

"Give us back our money!"

However loud these people shouted, the more pleased Fat Jim seemed. With such high odds, he could make a fortune. Morpheus could still earn him so much money even before dying, making the most of his usefulness.

He chuckled, spat out his sunflower seed husk, and instructed his men to find a decent grave for Morpheus. After all, they were like brothers, and a blank tombstone could serve as his own remembrance.

"Boss, look quickly!"

Fat Jim's subordinate's sudden panic surprised him.

followed the direction his subordinate pointed at and saw a slender figure amidst the chaos. Like a determined little rabbit, she

her, but she seemed crazed. Several big

who she was. Speculations suggested she was

knew that gambling losses didn't drive Persephone. If she had a knife, she could

"Quickly... Stop her!"

Can't lay a hand on guests,

was losing

rushed over and grabbed Persephone's hand. She

He was stunned for a moment. When he rubbed his eyes

and that person seemed to have vanished

referee halted

crowd, with Seamus firmly holding her back. She cried out and

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