"Bet with me? You think you're worthy?"
The young man Osric had knocked to the ground got up and pointed at William's nose, sneering.
As a prodigy of the Brown family, cultivated for thousands of years to reach the level of a Nature Deity, his arrogance was justified.
From childhood, he had always been spoiled by the elders in his family, unbeatable among his peers. And now someone was saying they quite liked his cheerful nature?
Does he even qualify?
Osric almost couldn't resist the urge to teach him a lesson once again.
Yet, William sealed Osric's every move with just a glance, looking at the young man and smiling, "You've got spirit, I like that!"
Having finally got someone to set the mood, William couldn't let Osric spoil it.
Moreover, William knew this young man was very wealthy!!
