"Enough of this peasant noise!" he shouted. "The thousand Spirit Stones for that piggy belong to Lei 'Sky Piercer' Fang! Move, or get pierced!"
Nobody cheered. Even his own gang members cringed, refusing to acknowledge that this arrogant fool was one of them.
His chin up-high with pure arrogance.
Lu Sheng stared at him.
He already hated this guy.
"1000 Spirit Stones for this circus?" Lu Sheng spat.
[It seems you are underestimating the value of a Spirit Stone.]
"Whatever. No point discussing stakes. They want a fight? Let's fight."
He didn't wait for introductions. No titles, no speeches, no reasoning, no diplomacy.
"Bull, that meat is yours." Lu Sheng pointed at the barbarian drunkard.
"Gladly, My Lord." Bull cracked his knuckles with a grin. He and Horse had been under pressure too long, this was the perfect excuse to go wild.