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The guests entering the corridor walked to different doors. Now Ye Xiao had no choice but to look left and right. He didn't know which door he should enter.

"Hello? What are you doing in a daze?"

At this moment, a gray duster hit Ye Xiao on the shoulder. Ye Xiao turned around and saw a maid girl in a white apron with her hands on her waist, looking up at him, "What are you doing standing here? Don't you see that everyone is working? Why don't you help quickly!?"

Ye Xiao looked down at her attendant's uniform, understood what she meant, smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of her head, "Sorry, sister, I'm new here, I don't quite know what to do."

"What sister? Do you think you are young?" The maid hit Ye Xiao's arm with the duster again in annoyance. "No wonder you look so unfamiliar. Since you are new here, I won't scold you. Go to the ring and help."

Arena?

Ye Xiao was confused in his heart, but remained calm on the surface, "Uh, how do I get to the ring, beautiful lady?"

"Why are you talking so greasy?" The maid swung the duster and hit Ye Xiao again, but this time Ye Xiao dodged it. "You dare to hide!?"

"It's not that I'm afraid of getting my clothes dirty and making it difficult to serve customers." Ye Xiao explained with a sunny face.

"Okay, you have plenty of excuses." The maid put her hands on her hips angrily, "Go straight to the end of the corridor and go to the bottom of the stairs. You will be in charge of that lonely Thompson. Also, call me Lady Rebecca, and don't call me sister or beauty anymore!"

"Yes, Lady Rebecca." Ye Xiao stood straight.

"Hurry up!" Rebecca waved the feather duster again, but Ye Xiao had already disappeared.

Following the path Rebecca gave him, Ye Xiao walked downstairs again. After some twists and turns, he finally saw what was hidden behind the building.

It was a huge hall like a theater, with auditoriums arranged diagonally in a stepped manner around it in 360 degrees. On the higher levels, there were suspended boxes covered with red curtains. Faintly, masked figures could be seen standing behind the curtains and watching.

However, on the vast stage in the center of the hall, what was being performed was not some civilized and elegant drama, but a brutal fight between a group of people and a ferocious demonic beast.

However, rather than calling it a fight, it would be more accurate to say that people were being slaughtered unilaterally.

Several shirtless men surrounded the monster with a lion head and a scorpion tail. Every time a deafening roar sounded, the monster's sharp claws would tear the tiny human figure into pieces like tearing a rag doll.

Blood and internal organs were scattered all over the venue like flying garbage, and the only sounds that accompanied this bloody scene were sighs and shouts from the audience.

Ye Xiao, who was walking under the brightly lit arena holding a towel, could not see the surging figures in the audience. He could only hear the endless yelling and shouting in his ears.

But he now understood why this place was covered up so mysteriously.

I didn't expect that there was such a place hidden underground in the imperial city of the Loren Empire.

Looking at the scale and the various nobles that come and go, Ye Xiao doesn't believe that this place doesn't have a strong aristocratic backing.

He continued to follow the instructions and found a big guy who was sitting in the corner below the ring, breathing heavily, also shirtless, with his back covered in sweat.

"Mr. Thompson?" Ye Xiao walked up and greeted.

"What?" The big guy looked at Ye Xiao, frowning, "I told you I can do it myself, don't keep urging me!"

"Um," Ye Xiao took off the towel hanging on his shoulder, "I was just following instructions to hand you a towel."

"Then why don't you get me a glass of water!"

"Sorry, I don't know where to get water." Ye Xiao scratched his head apologetically.

"So what the hell are you doing as a waiter?!" The big guy Thompson cursed and sweared, "Forget it, forget it. I didn't expect much from you guys anyway!"

Ye Xiao shrugged, "Don't be so angry, buddy, I'm just getting paid."

Thompson didn't understand Ye Xiao, but grabbed a syringe from the side, took a deep breath, and then stabbed the needle as thick as a straw into his arm, "Ahhh!!!"

Hiss, what the hell.

Even Ye Xiao felt a little numb when looking at the syringe. As far as he could remember, he had only seen such a thick syringe when giving anesthesia to cattle and sheep.

Chapter 20 Greed Trap

"Ah!!!" Thompson's heart-wrenching shout blended into the noisy crowd and seemed so insignificant.

Ye Xiao, who was standing very close, could see how the bulging blue veins on the old man's face expressed his pain.

A bronze color spread from the pinhole, like spreading cancer cells starting from the arm and gradually eroding the surrounding skin.

The eerie white bones broke through the flesh and blood at the end of Thompson's clenched fist, gradually wriggling and deforming into sharp shapes while emitting a chilling silver light.

The expanding metal stopped at the right half of his chest, and Thompson's entire right arm seemed to have become an alchemical machine tightly stitched to his body.

"Ah...ah..." He breathed heavily and sweated profusely under the dazzling lights.

"Is it worth it, brother?" Ye Xiao looked at Thompson's changes and thought calmly, "You should understand that even if you do this, you can't beat the manticore up there."

Thompson turned his head suddenly, staring at Ye Xiao with his big eyes like copper bells, motionless.

However, Ye Xiao was not panicked. He just stood there with his hands folded, looking at him with a smile.

"You know shit!" Thompson exhaled, turned his head back, stared at the ring, and muttered again, "You know shit..."

"Ding"

A sharp ringing sound echoed through the hall.

The host in a formal suit stood on the platform suspended from the ceiling. He took out a loudspeaker engraved with a sound diffusion array and shouted, "Time's up!"

"Hahaha, I'm sorry everyone, this time no one can even last ten minutes. It seems that our thug Mr. 'Antuka' is more thirsty for blood than expected!!"

"A new round of betting is about to begin. This time, we invite our experienced old friends to join the battle:"

"'Lonely Tomps'!!!"

Along with the loud and high voice of the host, the light condensed by the glow ore instantly gathered on Thompson and Ye Xiao beside him.

Ye Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly; the strong halo made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Thompson was like a gorilla out of a cage, with his arms spread out, and he roared towards the empty sky, which drew warm applause and cheers.

"And our tacit brothers, the 'Twin Beretta'!!!"

The host began to introduce other people who were about to appear on the stage, and the dazzling light shifted.

"Boy, you may think it's not worth it." In the dim light after losing the spotlight, Thompson patted Ye Xiao's shoulder, "But everyone has things they have to do."

"Does this count as a dying man's words being kind?" Ye Xiao smiled.

"Damn it, your mouth is much stinkier than the other servants. You have no manners at all." Thompson said without any self-awareness.

"All contestants, please prepare to enter the arena. Distinguished gentlemen and ladies, please throw your gold coins to present a gift to our warriors before they go to battle!!!"

The host's shout interrupted the conversation between the two, and the light gathered from the sky dispersed and was evenly distributed to every "warrior" who was about to appear.

The big guy threw the stinky towel he had used to wipe his body to Ye Xiao. Ye Xiao grabbed the towel and chuckled, "The manticore's right leg is lame. If someone can attract its attention, it won't be able to react if you attack its right chest."

"What did you say?" Thompson turned around suddenly.

"Good luck to you." Ye Xiao waved in the shadow where the light could not reach.

A moment later, Thompson and a total of twelve human fighters walked onto the ring holding shields and spears.

They formed a semicircle and slowly approached the huge iron gate behind the ring with sharp spears in hand.

The scorpion-tailed lion in the huge iron gate lazily licked its bloody claws. The orange-yellow beast glanced with disdain at the twelve tiny pieces of meat standing trembling on the edge outside the iron bars.

"Ding"

The bell rang again, and the iron door slowly opened upwards with the sound of hinges turning.

The monster crawled on the ground, and could not wait to squeeze its huge head as big as the front of a truck out from under the half-open door. It looked at the humans with a playful look as if it was looking at the dinner on the table.

Then, without any warning, the scorpion-tailed lion suddenly kicked forward, its sharp claws scratching the bloody floor and directly stabbing a human who had no time to react, ripping him open instantly.

This claw strike seemed to sound the clarion call for slaughter, and the brutal battle between weak humans and ferocious monsters was immediately staged.

The stench of sweat and blood ignited the enthusiasm of the audience, and wave after wave of shouts accompanied by surging hormones filled the entire hall.

In the high-up box, masked and gorgeously dressed nobles looked down upon all this with cold eyes. The applauding figures, the shouting audience, and even the seemingly ferocious manticore itself were nothing more than ants for their amusement.

Gold chips with magic circuits flowed on the plates carried by the servants outside the box, and lives with clear price tags were lost in the brutal fight.

Ye Xiao paid no attention to the tragic situation in the Colosseum. He just walked on the dim stairs between the audience seats, searching everywhere with his eyes. Then, his eyes locked on a figure in a black robe and a well-dressed guest in the corner.

There was no other reason, it was just that the black-robed figure was holding a demon statue with strong hands but an extremely thin body.

It was the "greed" demon statue that Ye Xiao had been looking for.

He took the broom and swept the floor slowly and deliberately at a position diagonally downwards next to the two people, which was blocked by the seats, but he listened intently to their conversation.

"My dear guest, I see that you are surrounded by dark clouds. I am afraid that you have not been favored by the goddess of fate."

"What does it have to do with you?"

"Haha, wealth and luck in the world are conserved, and the chances of winning and losing should be equal for everyone. But do you know why you always lose while others always win?"

"What's the meaning……?"

"Because someone took away your luck." The black-robed man's voice was dry and hoarse, but it seemed to have an inexplicable magic that made people believe his words involuntarily. "Your bet was fine. You should have gotten the wealth that belonged to you. But someone stole what belonged to you."

"There is such a thing!?"

"Look at your friends who have risen to prominence, your relatives who have suddenly become wealthy and powerful."

"Have you not noticed that some people become better and happier after you have made friends with them and gotten to know them?"

"But your life is getting worse and worse, and your gambling luck is getting worse and worse...your wealth and good fortune seem to be slipping through your fingers."

"...Damn it, there is indeed one! I was wondering why that guy who used to need my help became a noble in just a few months and earns more than me!"

"That's right, that's right." The man in black robe laughed softly and showed a small stone statue in his hand. "They robbed you of your wealth and luck. Don't you want to take back what belongs to you?"

Chapter 21 After Greed

In addition to the magic power of the words, the black-robed charlatan also has some verbal skills.

Cold reading, that’s what Ye Xiao remembered this technique of speaking was called.

What seems to be an accurate prediction of others is actually just taking advantage of psychological loopholes and describing normal things that everyone is likely to encounter in order to trigger resonance.

Everyone has times when they are down and out, and everyone has a few friends around them who were not as good as they were before but suddenly became successful. Linking the two together is nothing more than an escape from one's current predicament.

This is also what the black-robed charlatan exploited, but obviously for the residents of the other world who have no knowledge of psychology and are certain that there are gods in the world, such simple rhetoric is enough to have an impact.

This guest, who appeared to be rich but looked luxurious, happily spent gold coins after some verbal attacks. Ye Xiao did not try to stop him. After all, he was a gambler who had staked his future on the devil statue, so why should he care?

The transaction was quickly concluded, and the guests, overjoyed, walked back to the auditorium with the statue in their hands to start a new round of betting.

The black-robed charlatan stood there with his body hunched. Then, he suddenly looked in the direction of Ye Xiao, who was hidden by the chair, and laughed hoarsely: "My friend, you have been listening here for so long, do you have any ideas?"

The dim black magic power slowly gathered along the floor unnoticed. The black-robed man slightly opened his palm under the cloak, and the magic power climbed up along the inside of the black robe like flowing mist and condensed in his palm.

Obviously, he became suspicious of this little servant who had been eavesdropping on his conversation for a long time without saying a word.

Although Ye Xiao was a master-level swordsman in his previous life, he was not a master-level assassin.

Therefore, he didn't have much hope for his ability to hide. Now that he was discovered, he stood up and scratched the back of his head: "Oh, haha, to be honest, I have lost a lot recently. I was quite touched to hear your words, Master. I wonder if you have similar statues. I would like to buy one to change my fortune at home."

Hmm? So you're here to buy a statue too?

The man in black robe stopped casting the spell. He looked at Ye Xiao and saw that he looked young, so he lowered his guard. He raised his mouth and said, "Okay, my friend, since you are so sincere, I won't hold you accountable for eavesdropping. Since you also desire the power of the mysterious will, come here and I will pass it on to you."

Ye Xiao approached the man in black with a broom in his hand. He was actually waiting for an opportunity to get close to him.

He has dealt with many sneaky guys like this. If he chases him directly or approaches him forcefully with a clear purpose, this guy might become wary and run away.

It would be quite difficult to catch him in such a chaotic situation with so many people around. What if this guy knows some magic and casts a Phantom Step or Dazzling Spell, causing chaos in the whole lobby, which would be a bad outcome.

But now, this guy took the initiative to let himself get close, and within two meters of his body, the swordsman could do whatever he wanted.

However, Ye Xiao was not in a hurry to take action. After all, both parties were still in a "good" communication atmosphere.

"How many statues like this do you have? I want to buy a few more." Ye Xiao stretched out his arms and made a big gesture.

"Well, one statue should be enough."

"Is it made of gold? My friend said the one he bought was cast in gold."

"This..." The black-robed man's eyes wandered over Ye Xiao, and he became a little alert. "That kind of demand doesn't come cheap. My friend, as a servant..."

Ye Xiao flicked his space ring, and a cloth bag filled with gold coins appeared in his hand - Ella's pocket money for the week was collected here.

The next second, the sound of the man in black robe swallowing saliva was so loud that even Ye Xiao could hear it.

Ye Xiao took back the purse, leaving a yellow gold coin to put into the black-robed man's hand, and took the opportunity to put his other hand on his shoulder, "Master, money is not a problem. Please take this little tip first, just consider it as a little respect from me."

"You have to go out and attract customers and take risks. It's better to make a big profit at once than to work so hard to sell them one by one."

The man in black robe grabbed the gold coins and nodded involuntarily.