Corell was just an ordinary person. Compared to Fangsheng, if anyone needed nourishment from this food to recover from injuries, it was Corell. Therefore, Fangsheng declined. Moreover, being extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, he had already caught the scent lingering on Corell, realizing that the young man needed the white bread much more than he did. He had even resolved to hide some food and bring it back to share with Corell once he won his own battles.
Insistent, Corell said, "Mr. Roland, please take it. Being hungry is awful..."
With a faint, relaxed smile, Fangsheng replied, "It's fine, you eat it. It won't be long before I'm called into the arena to fight." He was certain that unless the Colosseum owner was a fool, he wouldn't let someone like him sit around and gather dust. A Transcendent fighting Magical Beasts bare-handed would undoubtedly bring in a fortune.
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