Chapter 1955


    Persephone''s hoarse cries were quickly drowned out in the crowd. No one could hear her voice as


    protests began to rise. Before the match, they had bet heavily on Morpheus'' victory, but this match


    would leave them penniless.


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    "Useless, get up!"


    "You wasted our money!"


    "Give us back our money!"


    However loud these people shouted, the more pleased Fat Jim seemed. With such high odds, he could


    make a fortune. Morpheus could still earn him so much money even before dying, making the most of


    his usefulness.


    He chuckled, spat out his sunflower seed husk, and instructed his men to find a decent grave for


    Morpheus. After all, they were like brothers, and a nk tombstone could serve as his own


    remembrance.


    "Boss, look quickly!"


    Fat Jim''s subordinate''s sudden panic surprised him.


    He followed the direction his subordinate pointed at and saw a slender figure amidst the chaos. Like a


    determined little rabbit, she desperately climbed toward the ring.


    Guards were trying to stop her, but she seemed crazed. Several big men couldn''t actually hold her


    down...


    No one knew who she was. Spections suggested she was a female gambler who lost big.


    Only Fat Jim knew that gambling losses didn''t drive Persephone. If she had a knife, she could kill!


    "Quickly... Stop her!"


    "Boss, don''t we have rules? Can''ty a hand on guests, especially a woman..."


    "What''s wrong with a woman?!" Fat Jim was losing his mind as well. "If Morpheus were alive, I—"


    Before he finished, someone else rushed over and grabbed Persephone''s hand. She struggled, but the


    person pulled her back, preventing her from going further.


    That face shed before Fat Jim. He was stunned for a moment. When he rubbed his eyes and looked


    again,


    Persephone and that person seemed to have vanished simultaneously.


    Due to the chaos just now, the referee halted the match. Morpheus was barely breathing.


    Persephone was outside the crowd, with Seamus firmly holding her back. She cried out and kicked and


    punched Seamus, but it was all in vain.


    Seamus looked at her coldly, allowing her to make a scene. Helplessly, she watched as Morpheus was


    carried away, his life hanging by a thread.


    "Miss!" Seamus roared.


    Persephone finally came to her senses a bit.


    "Miss, stop it." After a few seconds of silence, Seamus'' tone softened. "You''ve seen him onest time.


    It''s time for us to go home."


    Persephone couldn''t stop her tears and choked up, unable to form aplete sentence.


    "Miss..."