Everyone came here to watch the fight and put bets on our names; this was just a small bet to spice up the event.
Don't bother our esteemed Patriarch with useless questions," Alex said shamelessly, making Zhu Zheng's lips twitch.
Galen smiled, "Of course, it's allowed; gambling is never banned here," while he thought, 'This youngster is interesting. I wonder, can his strength back his mouth?'
With what Alex said, no matter if Galen accepted or not, his options would be limited. Rejecting the bet would be the same as announcing he was in cahoots with ShangXi Temple.
Alex understood a bit now about world politics. He was sure Galen would not want to do this, except the information he learned from Reina was wrong.
Zhu Zheng was stuck now; the crowd kept cheering on him while the patriarch had already rejected his offer.
"Dammit! Bastard! I will make you pay," he cursed in his mind.
