Chapter 413 Let Us Bet

Tyrel saw Tristan questioning him like this and suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, "Kid, do you think you've got me figured out?"

Tyrel made a gesture, and the 20 or so minions he brought with him simultaneously drew their knives from their lower backs.

Those shiny knives were quite intimidating.

Tristan turned to look at the twenty or so people behind him, then asked Tyrel, "Should we play a game?"

Tyrel still thought he had the upper hand and scoffed, "Play games? Are you even qualified?"