Chapter 1894


    “Morpheus, oh, Morpheus! Haha…” Amidst the chaos, a man’s voice cut through with unusual rity.


    Morpheus nced at the approaching figure. He was seated while Fat Jim stood, though he wasn’t


    much taller.


    “Morpheus, you’ve hit the jackpot!” Fat Jim’sughter crinkled his eyes and nose together. “The


    spectators are moring for you to have another match! Hehe! You’re the pir of our boxing ring now!


    How about it?”


    He patted Morpheus’ shoulder, pinched it hard, and then moved behind to pat his back, but Morpheus


    grabbed him by the arm.


    “Hehe… Don’t be so forceful!” Fat Jim almost lost bnce. “Rx a bit. Get ready and keep up the


    good work! You can still win the next match!”


    “No more,” Morpheus muttered. “You know my rule: one match a day.”


    “Don’t be so rigid! How is one match a day enough? Among all the fighters, your poprity is the


    highest!”


    “Even if it’s higher, it’s still one match.” Morpheus raised an eyebrow, his cold gaze akin to a predator


    prowling in the dark.


    Fat Jim stiffened slightly.


    Morpheus stood up. He was more than a head taller, a towering figure of over 1.90 cm.


    It was his entire demeanor, however, that fully conveyed his dominance. His chilling aura made people


    hesitate to challenge him.


    Sometimes, Fat Jim felt that Morpheus didn’t need to fight. He could just step into the boxing ring and


    intimidate opponents into submission!


    “Well… Morpheus, let’s negotiate! As long as you agree to continue fighting, I’ll offer you this!” Fat Jim


    gestured with his hand.


    Morpheus raised an eyebrow. “5,000 dors?”


    “50,000 dors!”


    “No deal,” Morpheus replied coldly.


    Fat Jim leaned closer to Morpheus’ ear and whispered, “Plus a girl…”


    Morpheus’ hand, clenched around the boxing glove, paused abruptly as he turned to look at him with


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    “Hehe…” Fat Jim’sugh turned particrly lecherous. “I knew you couldn’t resist this! When was the


    last time you touched a woman? Let me tell you, it’s one of the girls brought by Kourtney. She seems


    like an out-of-towner…


    “I took a peek at her, and she is really beautiful!”


    Fat Jim nudged Morpheus. “You’re in for a treat tonight! Hahaha…”


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    Morpheus frowned slightly, his gaze darkening.


    There was a subtle intention to embarrass him in Fat Jim’s words. The notorious yer of Flinge’s


    boxing ring was never close to women and had gradually be a topic of external rumors—he


    wasn’t potent.


    Despite his well-built physique, he wasn’t even considered a man, hesitating around women. This was


    the heated gossip circting outside.


    Tonight, Fat Jim’s apparent generosity with an extra fight and a girl for Morpheus was probably to


    satisfy his curiosity, to see if he would indeed falter.


    Morpheus rolled his eyes.


    Just then, the door banged open. Several men dragged in a blindfolded girl, with Kourtney following


    behind and smiling obsequiously at Fat Jim and Morpheus.