"Excuse me, Mr. Fixus, could you come over here for a second?" The principal called out from a corner to the short old man.
At this moment, it was the last fight of the chaotic morning of the second day, a gap before the duel of warrior versus hunter, and the short old man walked into the shadows with confusion, "Are you looking for me, Principal?"
"Mmm, mmm, mmm, respected Mr. Fixus, is that student of yours any good?"
"Heh!" As soon as he spoke, the short old man knew what the principal intended; he wanted to place another bet while he still could.
"Absolutely brilliant, or else would I bet on a total victory?"
"Really? Your student can win them all?" The principal asked excitedly. If Lu Hong really could secure a total victory, he just needed to borrow some more Gold Coins and with the odds of ten thousand to one, he could at least earn back his capital.