章 68: Rest

Sitting in the back of the giant SUV, Achara and Xavier sat in silence, and Xavier was fighting the urge to sleep.

Instead, he was deep in thought, estimating just how wealthy and powerful the one-eyed demon was.

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Despite being deranged, the one-eyed demon's intelligence and combat capabilities couldn't be underestimated, and his apparent wealth was a testament to that.

Just the fight club alone must make at least hundreds of thousands each night from all the entrance fees that the viewers were charged and all the money they gathered from the gambling aspect.

The alcohol and drugs were likely to also be supplied by them, and the private viewing rooms could have all sorts of influential, powerful and wealthy figures that Xavier could only imagine.

So the fight club could even make millions each night in profits.