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?"

how could he believe that Jaden

The man doesn't care who wins-the

all that money

kept yapping around him, Gene remained nonchalant as he continued his jovial

them were certainly

servant of the Favoni family reported to Titus, "Sir, Gene Pearce has

Really?" Jaden appeared surprised and laughed coolly, "Now that's a big bet. So

servant was

once shocked and

saying he took the

disbelief, "What's Gene Pearce's problem?! This is an insult

butted in, pursing his parched lips as he braced himself and said, "He didn't bet on

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