The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

Chapter 937

The man in his middle age fixed his gaze on Haylan, his expression bearing a cold stare accompanied by a smile that appeared friendly at first glance.

However, to Haylan, Jerome, and the others, that smile seemed as terrifying as a demon’s grin.

There was no doubt about the man’s ill intentions.

Who are you? Haylan inquired with a hint of caution in his voice.

Tm just an admirer, the man replied.

The middle–aged man flashed a twisted smile at Haylan. “Well, well, Mr. Jaber, let’s play a little game, shall we? I’m willing to bet that you won’t even come close to making it to the finals

“And here’s the deal, if I emerge victorious, you’ll owe me a little favor, like helping me eliminate someone.

“But if, by some miracle, you manage to win, you get the pleasure of removing my head.

“How’s that for a thrilling wager? Are you gutsy enough to put it all on the line?”

As his words escaped his lips, the middle–aged man continued to stare at Haylan, his eyes brimming with an unsettling aura of murderous intent.

The flickering in his gaze sent a bone–chilling chill coursing through Jerome and Jerry, freezing them in their tracks.

Despite the absence of overtly menacing vibes, the middle–aged man’s choice of words alone sent a wave of unease surging through Jerome and Jerry, their hairs practically standing on end. It felt as though they were in the presence of a god of death.

Haylan stared back at the middle–aged man, undeterred. “And why should I engage in a bet with you? Or rather, what gives you the audacity to challenge me to one?”

The middle–aged man seemed to anticipate Haylan’s response, chuckling softly as he ran his fingers over a raw stone displayed on Haylan’s stall. “Well, perhaps I can’t claim authority in other matters, but when it comes to stone detecting, I can outshine you any day!

“If you lack the courage to bet against me, it can only mean you’re afraid of what I’m capable of

Haylan’s voice remained remarkably composed as he retorted, “Nice try with the mind games, but you won’t get under my skin. Now, kindly show yourself out.”

The middle–aged man’s expression hardened, his gaze piercingly cold. “Let me make this clear one last time. If you don’t have the guts to bet with me, you’ll rue the day!”

Haylan’s resolve solidified, his unwavering attitude unyielding. “I won’t indulge in your foolish games. I’ve made my decision, and you can take your leave. End of story.”

Haylan couldn’t help but scoff at the audacity of the middle–aged man.

Who did this guy think he was?

He had no interest in being anyone’s doormat.

This despicable person wouldn’t even receive a sliver of a chance to challenge him.

and wouldn’t waste his time on

man’s anger flared as Haylan rejected him. His gaze turned even colder,

Haylan stared into

gaze was firm

Haylan. You will face the consequences for your

out to touch the stone in front of

at the man’s retreating figure, choosing to disregard him.

harbored a desire to challenge him

it would be a

lost, he wouldn’t really

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to use Haylan as a mere stepping stone to advance his own

This was ridiculous!

for his bet, Jerome chimed in. “That person

heck is

Geoist Master is also known as an Earth Master!

mind–boggling ability to take regular ol‘ stones and transmute them into raw stones, which are like the ultimate gem nurseries. It’s like

aren’t just creators of gems, they’re

eyes on a stone they fancy, there’s no stopping them. If anyone has the audacity to refuse, they unleash a wicked spell that transforms that raw stone, brimming with potential gems, into nothing more than useless scrap. Talk about

“Wait!”

stones that had fallen victim to the middle–aged man’s touch. “Mr. Jaber, check it out! Have these raw stones been turned into

middle–aged man left just now, his hand had

suspected that the middle–aged man’s

his eyes narrowing

stones one that had emerald in it.

middle–aged man, the gem raw stone became an ordinary

energy.

touch, that jewel now sat lifeless, stripped of its spiritual energy like a common pebble.

Haylan thought.

of anger ignited within his

held no personal grudge against that middle–aged man, but the audacity and shamelessness of

precious raw stones

commanding voice, Haylan responded, “One of them has been obliterated!”

and Jerry’s faces contorted in alarm upon hearing the revelation. “So, what’s

stones that had emeralds in them was

them, and one of them was ruined, their

signaling the start of the second round. “Alright, folks, take your

minutes, we shall

air crackled with anticipation as treasure appraisers, armed with magnifying glasses, eagerly

them, their expressions

trembling. “Mr. Jaber,