On the Slaughter Tower, the red dot representing Shen Haoran was still stubbornly shining on the Seventh Floor, grating on Niu Ben's every nerve.
Niu Ben's face was a mask of disbelief. 'Shen Haoran is clearly just a Tier One Spirit Marquis. The Guardian on the Sixth Floor was at the Spirit Marquis Peak! Even I could only barely manage a win against it, so how did Shen Haoran get past?'
Niu Ben had thought this bet was a sure thing. He never expected Shen Haoran to actually reach the Seventh Floor, which completely blindsided him. 'If this keeps up, I'm going to lose!'
Fine beads of sweat began to form on Niu Ben's forehead, and his expression grew increasingly grim, so dark it was practically dripping.
