Making Millions With The Eyes Of God by Eric Gus

Chapter 817

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The Imperial Preceptor could only offer a sheepish nod to Euston, saying, “Mr. Franko is right. I cannot deny it.”

Without any desire to ingratiate or show weakness, imperial preceptor turned to Gilmore and said, “Mr. Reed, I apologize for my earlier offense.

“If Mr. Reed could reduce the punishment of this bet.

“Crawling out of the palace will be tough for me.

“If Mr. Reed would be willing to spare me this punishment, l’an prepared to meet any other demand you might have, as long as it is within my power.

However, Gilmore coolly responded. ‘Imperial Preceptor, I’m sorry but I have no other requests. Let’s stick to the terms of our original bet.”

The Imperial Preceptor was at a loss for words,

He had thought he could entice Gilmore with an alternative, swaying his decision.

But it seemed that Gilmore was intent on holding him to their agreement.

This caught the Imperial Preceptor off guard.

He hadn’t expected Gilmore to be impervious to any other terins

You’re not going to weasel out of this, are you, the imperial preceptor?” Gilmore asked with a devilish smirk.

With clenched teeth, the Imperial Preceptor replied, “Alright, Gilmore. Today, I will crawl out of the palace.

“But don’t get too smug. Just because you’ve won today doesn’t mean you’ll win forever!

Gilmore seemed indifferent. “Imperial Preceptor, then I’ll wait for the day you defeat me.”

A fierce light flickered in the Imperial Preceptor’s eyes.

One day, he would personally get rid of Gilmore.

Let’s wait and see

Then, with everyone watching, the Imperial Preceptor slowly knelt down.

The Imperial Preceptor began to crawl out with his hands and feet.

“Mr.Atkins, have the soldiers outside follow the Imperial Preceptor to make sure he crawls out of the palace gates.” Yes, Mr. Franko Anson responded. Then he called two cultivators from outside the hall and asked them to monitor the Imperial Preceptor to fulfill his promise.

With great embarrassment, the Imperial Preceptor crawled out of the grand hall, his dignity in tatters.

It didn’t take long for the news to spread that the Imperial Preceptor had lost the bet and had to crawl out of the palace.

This spectacle attracted many onlookers from among the maids, eunuchs, and guards, all watching from a distance, It naturally drew a lot of discussion.

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Imperial

willingness to honor the bet and keep his

to say the

Franko’s

Amy witnessed the

and said, “Mr. Reed, since you

you can also uncover who cast this curse upon

you probably have an inkling

himself.”

imperial precepto

If I’m not mistaken, he introduced

Amy, and the others

the imperial preceptor might have

lacking concrete evidence, Huston dared not

Gilmore’s intervention, he might never have realized he was afflicted by

used venomous insects

don’t we let the imperial troops

her zeal, saying, “Amy, the time

considerable influence in Fensville. A hasty move against him could stir

the Imperial Preceptor for the time

Imperial Preceptor, it would not be a problem for him to

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also didn’t take the Imperial Preceptor’s forces

Gilmore did not want

was not in a

trump cards.

he believed that even if he didn’t kill the Imperial Preceptor, the Imperial Preceptor would make trouble for him. It

“From this day forth, you’ll begin to systematically

Amy

hour later, the imperial preceptor finally emerged

he was a pitiful sight. Sweat drenched his robe, his hair was

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holes in his clothing.

sweat on his back had soaked

not an exaggeration to say that the

Preceptor stood up from

the coachman led

the coachman leading the carriage out, there were

the terms of the wager, the coachman and the guards, who were also cultivators, had no choice but to

not until the Imperial Preceptor climbed out of the palace and fulfilled the bet that the coachman brought the carriage

on the carriage, he asked the coachman to drive

ton

carriage, the imperial preceptor was back at

Imperial Preceptor had just sat down for a

eagerly asked. “Father, did Mr. Franko agree