Persephone's hoarse cries were quickly drowned out in the crowd. No one could hear her voice as protests began to rise. Before the match, they had bet heavily on Morpheus' victory, but this match would leave them penniless.

"Useless, get up!"

"You wasted our money!"

"Give us back our money!"

However loud these people shouted, the more pleased Fat Jim seemed. With such high odds, he could make a fortune. Morpheus could still earn him so much money even before dying, making the most of his usefulness.

He chuckled, spat out his sunflower seed husk, and instructed his men to find a decent grave for Morpheus. After all, they were like brothers, and a blank tombstone could serve as his own remembrance.

"Boss, look quickly!"

Fat Jim's subordinate's sudden panic surprised him.

He followed the direction his subordinate pointed at and saw a slender figure amidst the chaos. Like a determined little rabbit, she desperately climbed toward the ring.

her, but she seemed crazed. Several big men

Speculations suggested she was a

that gambling losses didn't drive Persephone. If she

"Quickly... Stop her!"

we have rules? Can't lay

wrong with a woman?!" Fat Jim was losing his mind

She struggled, but the person pulled

rubbed his eyes and looked

to the chaos just now, the referee

firmly holding her back. She cried out and kicked and punched Seamus,

her coldly, allowing her to make a scene. Helplessly, she watched as

"Miss!" Seamus roared.

to

"You've seen him one last time. It's time for us to

couldn't stop her tears and choked up, unable to form a

"Miss..."

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