“What’s the matter? If you can’t accept this, I’ll let you make three moves first,” Jared said with a sneer when he heard nothing from Bilius.
“No need for that! I’ll accept my defeat as it is,” Bilius snippily said before waving his hand. “Bring the supplies out!”
“Do remember that it’s two sets,” Jared uttered, waving two fingers at Bilius.
Bilius had a scowl on his face. He had embarrassed himself in the sect, and it was unlikely he would be shameless enough to fight for the position of the seniormost disciple with Sigurd.
“Take two sets,” Bilius gritted out before turning to Jared.
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