Chương 62: Chapter62-Old Chief

"It seems the negotiations have failed."

Feeling the mana fluctuations coming from within the hotel, Geralt smirked and turned to the Fourth Seat. 

"Four, who do you think will win?" 

"Owen." 

"You're that certain?" 

Murt nodded calmly. "He's on the same level as the old chief. Six doesn't stand a chance. But, should we inform the old chief?" 

"No rush. The show has just begun. It'd be boring to flip the table so soon. Besides, do you really think the old chief needs us to inform him? Nothing in this city escapes his gaze."

As Geralt spoke, he took a sip of tea. 

"It's a shame though, with Owen activating his Domain, we can't watch Six getting beaten up. Wait… I'm sensing Seven and Nine's presence. Why are they getting involved?"

...

At this moment, inside the Domain.

Owen sighed softly, disappointment flashing in his eyes.