As everyone looked on in confusion, Gene snorted, whipped out his checkbook, and wrote a dazzling number.

"Hmph. In that case-I'm betting a hundred million on the mysterious martial elite to win."

Though Gene stated that number very calmly, the bookie dropped on his rear in shock.

But that was Gene Pearce for you-he really went all out from the first stroke.

In fact, the total bets at the moment totaled up to just 500 million, which means Gene bet made up a fifth of it!

Everyone around him gasped, but they soon came to their senses.

"Wait... Which bet did he make?"

"The fourth!"

"What? Has he gone senile?"

believe that Jaden Favoni would

care who wins-the money

away all that money would only convince everyone

around him, Gene remained nonchalant as

them

a servant of the Favoni family reported to Titus, "Sir, Gene Pearce has arrived and just made

laughed coolly, "Now that's a

servant was actually afraid

you saying he didn't take the ten strikes bet?" Jaden was at once

you saying he took the hundred strikes

furious even before the servant could finish, exclaiming in disbelief, "What's Gene Pearce's problem?! This is an

he braced himself and said, "He

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