"He's right here."
Punter pointed at Wilbur, introducing him to Wynn.
"Him? How could it be?"
Wynn stared hard at Wilbur. Wilbur had muscles, but the muscles of a cultivator were far from those of a bodybuilder who worked
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtout most of the time. Although Wilbur's build was lean, he was definitely strong.
However, in Wynn's perspective, Wilbur looked nothing but scrawny and weak. The thought of him beating almost a hundred of
Bruille Town's strongest men was nearly impossible in Wynn's head.
"Don't joke with me, Mister Punter. | call this way because you promised ten thousand dollars. Don't pull a prank onlike
this."
Punter frowned at Wynn, confused. "Who said | was pranking you? I'm serious, Wynn. He's your opponent."
Punter took out a stack of bills, tossing them at Wynn. "Take this, Wynn. You know I'm a man of my word, and I'm telling you now
that if you can beat him, this money's all yours."
"Thank you, Mister Punter."
Wynn put the money away, and a smile appeared on his face. "Hey, little guy. You up for the challenge?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Why wouldn't | be?" Wilbur replied calmly. "There's a table right here. Let's do this. My only request is that you don't throw a
tantrum if you lose and accept the oue of this challenge."
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