Both Parth and Myrmon were stunned to say the least.
But that shock lasted only for a moment before Myrmon started laughing, while he looked at the sky.
"You are greedier than I thought. And you have more balls than I thought. I am impressed.
Sure, let's bet. I will give you the exact same amount as the territory you currently hold. With everything cleared and tied up just like you want."
"Thank you. When shall we have the fight?" Sam asked.
"When would you be ready?"
"I am always ready. Why? Your candidate needs some time to prepare?"
"Not anymore, he doesn't. Let me bring him."
Myrmon disappeared from there. Parth looked at Sam and asked.
"You are pretty confident. You sure you don't need some time to prep?"
"No need. As I said, I am always ready for a fight. If I am not… even a prospect of a fight with me wouldn't exist. Let him come.
But, can I count on your word? That I won't have to worry about anyone else making a move?"
