Davis, looking at the small mountain of Perfect Grade Spirit Stones, swallowed hard. If earlier he wanted to defeat Aiden just for reputation, now his desire was to acquire those treasures for himself.
'It seems my decision to beat him up first was really great. If not, someone else might have hoarded those spirit stones,' Davis thought as he looked at the glinting mountain, mesmerized by it.
"Very well, my Moon Radiance against your spirit stones," Davis said, accepting the bet.
'Ha ha ha, how foolish of him. Although this sword's value is 100 Perfect Grade Spirit Stones, it was paid for in only Low Grade Spirit Stones. There's a heaven-and-earth difference between them. No matter how many Low Grade Spirit Stones one has, no one will sell their Perfect or even High Grade Spirit Stones for Low Grade ones,' Davis sneered inwardly as he saw how easily Aiden accepted the bet.
