Cadmus was standing right in front of Fane, yet Fane could boldly claim that he—a marshal—would not be able to stop him. If that was the case, he was really domineering.
He would not have dared say something like this if he did not at least have the strength of a marshal or a King of War!
“This…” Not wanting to pay Fane one billion, Fabian turned his gaze toward Cadmus. After all, what Fane had so boldly claimed was rather condescending for Cadmus.
He had hoped Cadmus would get angry from Fane’s choice of words; Fabian believed Cadmus could win against Fane if he used everything he got.
However, Cadmus merely ignored him and turned his line of sight away.
Tongue-tied, Fabian turned to his poor excuse of a son and snapped, “I’ll pay the five hundred million for you, but you have to pay the rest by yourself!”
“Alright, father...” Leo had a bitter expression on his face and felt it was unfair for him to be in this situation. However, he could not do anything about the situation. After all, even a marshal failed to topple Fane. What else could he do?
He immediately transferred the money to Fane’s bank account. He then told Fabian Fane’s account number and asked him to transfer the remaining amount.
Fabian was utterly devastated when a huge amount of money left his bank account. The 500 million from Leo’s side were won from other games, so he did not feel much. However, this 500 million was from his own family. To a third-class aristocratic family, this money meant that they had to reduce their expenses for the time being.
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