Rest assured, boss, arrangements have long been made to keep a close watch on his abode.
Not a person nor even a fly could escape.
Ligo continued.
Nodded in satisfaction.
Today would serve to ascertain whether he truly was assisting Rebecca.
Let us proceed downstairs and discover what this young man is truly up to.
With that, he rose and led several companions outside.
Fonghowo waited briefly downstairs.
The guard who had ascended to deliver the message hurriedly descended.
Breathlessly, he said, "Sir, please come in.
Here is your token.
Upon entering the arena, you may use it to place your bets.
Enjoy your time.
The guard's demeanor had undergone a complete transformation, bowing deeply with greater respect than he would afford to a nobleman.
Fongo casually accepted the token, which bore the number 72 inscribed in red paint.
"Very well, you may carry on," he said, leading in Jia as they descended the staircase.
casino was indeed fortified with meticulous security measures.
As they descended, they underwent four separate checks to verify their identities.
It was only after the last two guards examined the token that they cleared the path, allowing the pair to enter the arena.
The lighting was no longer dim for massive luminescent stone chandeliers illuminated the entire basement.
The air was infused with an exhilarating herbal aroma, mingled with a faint metallic scent of blood.
Kill him.
Kill him.
Damn it.
I have wagered all my money on you.
Rise up, you worthless fool.
Attack his lower half.
Kick him.
The spacious basement was alive with fervor.
At its center stood a boxing ring, encircled by individual boos on his second level.
In the ring, two bloodied, muscular men grappled fiercely, while cheers and encouragement erupted from the spectators below, rallying for their chosen contenders.
It was Fong Hao and Injia's first encounter with such a scene and they paused momentarily at the staircase.
Just then, a statuesque woman approached them.
With a smile, she said, "Sir, madam, may I kindly request your identification number?" Fong Hao casually handed over the number 74 to the young lady.
She glanced at the digits and replied, "Sir, please follow me.
Your seat is this way.
" She then guided Fong Ha and his companion towards the public viewing area.
It appeared that the numbers on the tickets corresponded to specific seating arrangements.
In addition to the public seats surrounding the central arena, there was a higher level featuring numerous private boxes.
Are those private boxes open to the public? Fungho inquired further.
Yes, sir.
They are available.
The cost for a private room is five gold coins per hour, allowing for a more splendid view of the matches.
The young lady explained with a beaming smile.
It seemed that securing a private room would earn her a handsome commission.
Is payment required upfront for a room? Fonhow asked.
The young lady s smile widened, her tone becoming softer even within Jia present.
She unabashedly flirted with the handsome and affluent man before her.
No sir, I will take note of it and you can settle the bill upon your departure.
Very well.
Then lead us upstairs, he responded.
Certainly, sir and madam.
Please follow me, she said, leading the way.
Along the journey, Fongghao gleaned some of the regulations of the establishment from her.
The arena featured two types of contests, bare-handed combat and weaponry battles.
Once one stepped onto the stage, it was akin to signing a death warrant.
Even if a fighter were to kill, no responsibility would be incurred.
The affluent patrons below often reveled in such scenes of violence.
The rules for victory, aside from knocking out or killing the opponent, lacked any constraints of rounds or scoring.
The only measure was how long one remained standing in the arena.
This brutal format of competition could ignite the fighting spirit of the participants with lastminute retaliations being quite common, adding to the spectacle.
Upon reaching the second floor of the underground venue, the young lady opened a private room and continued, "Sir, complimentary beverages and pastries are provided here.
However, items listed on the menu require additional purchase.
You may place bets on the fighters in the arena.
Besides predicting the winner, you can also wager on the duration a competitor withstands and the number of opponents they defeat.
All right, I shall bet on a red team to win 100 gold coins.
Fong Hao feigned disbelief that had not arranged for anyone to keep an eye on him.
Being in an underground fighting venue, it was only fitting that he exhibit the traits of a gambler.
Not engaging at all would only arouse suspicions.
The young lady s smile blossomed even further upon hearing Fong Ha<unk>s words as she accepted the coins.
Her fingers gently grazed the back of his hand as if wishing for his success.
"If you win, do remember to return for your tip.
" "Ah, thank you, sir," she replied, not forgetting to remind him.
"If you require any assistance, do not hesitate to call for me.
" Displaying a flirtatious demeanor, the young lady understood the implications of her actions.
In this establishment, women who actively sought generous patrons were undoubtedly willing to offer some special services to help guests unwind.
Finding men here can yield greater earnings than standing on the street outside, and the time invested is considerably shorter.
As the woman departed, only two remained in the room, and Jia began to indulge in the complimentary pastries.
Fongo approached the window of the private booth, observing the brutal and bloody battle below.
The spectators in the stands were fervently cheering, shouting slogans to kill and tear apart.
The booth afforded an excellent view, not only providing a separate room, but also ensuring privacy.
He could see the entirety of the arena and the onlookers surrounding the boxing ring.
While those below could not perceive him.
Meanwhile, the lights in the opposite private rooms remained dim, indicating they had not been sold for the evening.
And yeah, I eat less.
You don't want to rush to the restroom later.
If anyone enters, wake me immediately, Fongghao instructed.
Upon their arrival, he had already communicated the purpose of their visit.
And Xia nodded in understanding.
Fong Hao reclined on the long sofa, resting his head on Injia's lap.
Even if someone were to survail from outside, they would merely assume the two were engaged in intimate gestures.
Once prepared, Fungho invoked his divine presence.
In the next moment, the skeletal gray sparrow left behind in their lodgings ignited with a ghostly blue flame in its eye sockets.
It flapped its wings twice before vanishing into the night outside the city of Lees in a dimly lit cave.
Domiga led a team concealed within, all silently consuming the food at hand, awaiting order for their next move.
At that moment, a skeletal gray sparrow flew into the cave and spoke, "Davida, is everyone ready?" Upon hearing its voice, the expressions of all present turned serious.
Domiga promptly replied, "My lord, everyone is prepared.
There are a total of 72 individuals ready to depart.
" For this operation, Domiga had stealthily exited the city during the day.
Meanwhile, the gray bear gang had also received instructions from Fongghao.