Chapter 117: So this so-called tournament was just to put on a show?

With practiced tact, Rayden Capaldi deferentially offered Ronan a cigar, then leaned in to light it for him. The little gesture clearly delighted Ronan. "No wonder you made a name for yourself in Yebrev at such a young age." Ronan clapped Rayden on the shoulder and said, "However many years from now, when you look back on today, you'll know you made the right call." Those words made Rayden cheer inwardly. For that line alone, the cigar had already paid for itself. Running with a man like this-and...