Seeing the half pack of cigarettes offered by the other party, the Manager's attitude softened slightly, but he still said coldly, "Big shots are playing their games above, and you just have to walk into the firing line? Are you tired of living?"
The man opened his mouth but did not retort, merely responding in silence.
"It's over, going to challenge the thirty-fifth arena master!"
Someone shouted from outside.
A Tier One Evolver came to the two men's side, just about to make the handover when the man beside them quickly said, "I just won, now I'm the thirty-fifth arena master!"
The Manager, exasperated, exclaimed, "I really find you to be such a fool! They're taking the hit for you, and instead of keeping your head down, you keep looking to die, right?"
"Fine, you want to go, this time I'll let you go!"
"But I'm telling you, if you dare to hurt the noble opponent, you can forget about coming back alive."
