Herab's free hand stroked his beard, which was missing a few strands, in distress.

Then he glared fiercely at the crowd of onlookers, Cassius.

“We’ll talk about your business later! After I pull out all Banal’s hair first!

What’s more! I’m going to bet too, I’m going to bet on Barnard’s scalp and ten bottles of Bulcasso wine!”

After Hairab roared, Banal hugged his legs and threw him over!

Banal had quickly occupied the riding position, ignored his pulled hair and started punching Hairab on the ground!

The fist hit Hailab's face, and blood soon appeared...

By the way, there are two teeth...

Ground fighting is not an area that Banal and Hailab are good at...

The only one who is good at this is Kotur on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath...

Therefore, Hailab relied on his strength, which was stronger than Banal's, to successfully escape from being pushed to the ground and beaten.

When the two people separated and regrouped, Herab's hand was holding bloody hair.

Banal held his tangled beard in his hand...
Chapter completed!