A Man Like None Other

Chapter 4303 Place The Bet

“I’m intrigued. Could you explain further how it works, Mr. Jensen?” Kai asked, his curiosity piqued.

He was keen to see just how many had placed bets on his victory.

Rory flashed a faint grin and said, “Mr. Chance, I must warn you not to get upset when you see the figures.”

With that, he gestured for Kai and Cloud to follow him as he led them to the gambling house run by the Pathfinder Sect.

Kai knew that most people would have bet on Aiden to win. After all, Aiden’s cultivation level far exceeded his own, making it a logical choice for the majority.

As Kai and his companions approached the entrance of the gambling house, the sound of lively chatter and heated discussions reached their ears.

“I’ve put all my clothes on the line, betting on Kai’s victory. If any of you believe in me, place your bets here with me!” a loud voice echoed from inside. It seemed someone was betting on everything—even their clothing!

Hearing this, Cloud glanced at Kai in surprise. “It seems there are still people who believe in you, Mr. Chance,” he mused, clearly curious about who could be so fervent in their support of Kai in a city like Southedge.

caught off guard. He hadn’t expected anyone to back

however, couldn’t help but smile faintly. He recognized the voice right

clothes? How much could those ragged things possibly be worth?” one man jeered

money on the line, but you’re betting your clothes too?

already at Ultimate Realm Level One, and rumors say he’s at the peak of his level, ready to break through to Ultimate Realm Level Two any

Who would

network of acquaintances, but due to his reputation as a trickster, people were reluctant to place any trust in him, much less money. However, Alastair didn’t seem fazed by

all you want. You shouldn’t judge a book by its cover!” he retorted confidently. “I’m telling you, Kai is going to win. I know how strong he is. I’ve seen it

nothing but a pair of oversized shorts in

City was known for its harsh, bitter cold, where even seasoned cultivators layered themselves in thick animal skins

short periods. Prolonged use of spiritual energy for such a trivial purpose would be wasteful, so most chose to wear a layer of beast skin

warmth; they were also regarded as valuable resources for cultivation. That was why Alastair’s peculiar gamble of even wagering his clothes

the gambling house, exclaiming, “I’ll

spotted Kai, his eyes immediately lit up with excitement. He opened his mouth, ready to shout in joy, but Kai silenced him with a single,