"So instead of coughing up the money, you're going to threaten to chop off your hand?" Lana scoffed as she shook her head with a disdainful sneer. Her impression of Yuran had only just improved slightly, but it was back to where it was before again.

Yuran lowered his head and wasted no further time with words as he pulled out a short ax with his left hand.

Everyone's eyes immediately widened with alarm upon seeing the ax.

Looking at the gleaming blade of the ax, the derision in Lana's eyes only became more pronounced. "Are you hoping that I'll stop you?"

"There's no need for that. I lost the game, and I'm willing to pay for it," Yuran said as a fierce look appeared on his face.

Immediately thereafter, the short ax came hurtling down rapidly, and Yuran's determination was something that no one had expected.

Lana merely looked on with her arms crossed, displaying no intention to stop him.

Meanwhile, Aike was staring at her with a dazed expression, completely stunned by how calm and collected she was. It was only just beginning to dawn on him that Lana could be an extremely cold and cruel woman. The fear in his heart had been suppressed by his pride this entire time, but at this moment, it refused...