I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

"This incident was indeed a lack of consideration on our part, but we genuinely just wanted to have a good chat with this young man. Are you, perhaps, also interested in him, boss? Is that why you prefer we don't get too involved with him?"

Benjamin said with a smile, then quickly added, "We truly weren't aware of any relationship between him and you, boss. If you really are fond of him, then we can step aside. After all, no matter what, we know our place."

"No matter how talented, no one really compares to you, boss. What do you think?"

John, listening on the side, was initially puzzled but quickly caught on and couldn't help but scoff quietly.

They were effectively placing him within the boss's sphere of influence.

If he were to do something else in the future, he would have to consider this fact.

While there were benefits, the drawbacks were greater.

After all, if the boss could remain here, it meant he had his own territory, allies, and enemies.

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

Now that he was enjoying the conveniences offered by the boss, he would inevitably have to deal with the darker aspects that followed.

Silver Tear and Dark Fox exchanged a glance, each seeing a hint of worry in the other's eyes.

If things were as they suspected, the consequences could take a different turn.

"I'm not as concerned as you think; I simply dislike anyone damaging my hotel. You've broken ten sets of my furniture now, how do you plan to compensate for that?"

The boss's voice was devoid of any discernible emotion, but it brought a slight sense of relief to the two men.

If the discussion was merely about compensation, then it was actually easier to handle than they had anticipated.

Their greatest fear was that the boss had some other, more troublesome thoughts about them.

"That's easy to handle, rest assured. I will make sure to prepare some fine tea sets to compensate for your losses, and I will cover all the damages," Benjamin said with a smile.

Yet, the swirling black mist seemed to disagree.

In that instant, it became clear that the boss hadn't come just to demand compensation.

He was also there to ensure justice was served.

As for what kind of justice, they all knew deep down it was probably on behalf of the young man.

"The Rose Hotel has always been neutral, never changing its rules for any organization or individual."

"If you really have some issues that can't be resolved, perhaps you should consider the arena; it might even provide me with some entertainment."

The mist continued to swirl, but the words offered them a potential solution.

The two men exchanged a glance, each seeing doubt in the other's eyes.

After all, they truly wanted to teach John a lesson.

Both were covetous of the divine artifact John possessed, and importantly, John had indeed previously rejected Francis.

In this realm, where they were akin to emperors, such rejection was intolerable, especially considering they were not yet widely recognized.

If someone like him dared to refuse them, who else would respect them in the future?

Thus, even for the sake of their own pride, they needed to make John pay a price—a price he couldn't bear.

Francis suddenly laughed out loud, noticing a shift in the dynamics between John and the black mist.

"I initially thought this person was favored by you, but it seems that might not really be the case."

Benjamin quickly caught on and also allowed himself a slight smile.

After all, if they truly valued this young man, they wouldn't let him participate in the arena.

Moreover, allowing him to face them in combat suggested that, in some ways, he had completely lost his protective shield.

After all, no matter how you put it, going there meant life or death!

Once you enter the arena, you either come out victorious, or you don't come out at all.

However, it didn't take long for the two to realize that this situation was only beneficial for them and bore no disadvantages.

After all, if the boss really wanted to protect this young man, the best way would have been to take him under his wing.

Yet, instead, the boss had sent John to the arena.

This development had certainly become interesting.

"Indeed, the boss is right; we at the Rose Hotel must act according to the rules," Francis said with a smile, and Benjamin nodded along, his demeanor serene yet profound.

"I agree, though considering this young fellow has already fought a tough battle and is severely injured, I wonder if he still has the capacity to fight another," Benjamin's tone was filled with skepticism and a hint of another emotion, but John just quirked an eyebrow slightly.

"What, you want to step in too? I'd advise against it; I'd hate for your corpulent body to end up an unsightly corpse there."

Benjamin's expression changed instantly, and a thin mist shot towards John!

It looked ethereal, but it seemed to carry with it the danger of a lake's edge, as if it had a sharp edge.

John could almost feel it; in that moment, the green mist tore through the air with a whistling sound.

As the green mist surged directly towards John's face, he remained completely unruffled.

Boom!

The next second, the green mist collided with an invisible barrier.

It dispersed instantly, spreading throughout the air, but was quickly compressed into a confined space.

Unperturbed, Benjamin reabsorbed the green mist back into his body and managed a slight smile.

"The young man is indeed full of vigor. It seems you do have some skills. How about this? Let's have a little match later."

"But just playing around like this isn't much fun, how about we raise the stakes?"

Benjamin had merely made an offhand remark, but John nodded with a smile.

"Sure, I was thinking just playing wouldn't be much fun either. Let's indeed raise the stakes."

"If I win, you two must let me and my friends leave, and also, you'll have to do me a favor."

Francis and Benjamin were surprised by his words, then chuckled lightly.

"Do you mean you want to challenge both of us at the same time?"

As he spoke, his tone revealed some astonishment.

He knew this young man was audacious, but he had never imagined he could be so brazen!

That was simply courting death!

"Why not?"

John said with a light laugh, looking at the two men across from him.

"Or is it that you two don't dare to step in? If that's the case, no worries, you can find someone else to fight me. It's all the same."

Audacious!

He was utterly audacious!

Though the two men had been mentally prepared, they couldn't help but be astounded at this moment.

This young man was incredibly arrogant, not showing the slightest regard for them.

"Interesting, it seems someone has boldly thrown down the gauntlet. I wonder what you two think about this," the boss commented, the mist around him swirling more intensely, seemingly in great anticipation.

"Since the boss has spoken thus, naturally, we cannot refuse. Why don't we find someone to take to the arena for a bit of fun?"