This time, Max was the one who felt guilty. He shouldn't have joked around earlier.
"My bad, dude. I was only joking." He said while smiling bitterly, "I will join, but I have a condition. This is not unreasonable, like me asking for a hundred thousand dollars or something, though. So, rest assured."
Hearing what he said, Flexy's lips curled up into a smile.
"Hahaha, I would give you even if you ask me for a hundred thousand as long as you join. Don't worry, pal." A mocking laughter escaped his lips. "But let's hear your condition. I will try my best to fulfill that. Of course, I will also do my best to schedule the training so it does not collide with your tournament."
"That helps a lot." Max nodded in gratitude. "As for my condition, it's pretty simple. It's…"
