C927 Lin Fann's Business Mind

Bhidro furrowed his brow in thought before shaking his head decisively.

"What's that supposed to mean?" the demonic ape asked, confused.

"It's non-negotiable," Bhidro stated, his rugged face etched with earnestness.

"Why not?" The demonic ape gazed at him, bewildered. "If we go by the current odds, and everyone bets on Sister Ziyan winning..."

Bhidro cut him off with another shake of his head