"What bet?" Yeter asked while Zelsh carried him to his seat among the team.
A bit embarrassed, Zelsh nervously chuckled, "Let's just say I owe Iron Academy some perennial scrolls…"
The entire team immediately understood what had happened. Disappointed and furious, Yeter yelled, "HAHH?! You bet against me?"
"It made a good excuse to help Iron Territory!" Zelsh laughed while flying back to his seat, making use of his abilities as a king cultivator to flee the scene.
Oli broke out in laughter. His stone had started glowing but he wasn't in too much of a rush. Everyone knew who he would be facing and the colosseum staff was still cleaning up the arena. "Hey, that means Leader Bradok trusted you, Yeter."
