As soon as the words were spoken, all eyes fell on Su Miaoyu.
Su Miaoyu's brows furrowed, and her expression turned grim.
Seizing the opportunity, Tang Le said, "Senior Sister Su, everyone is watching you. Surely you're not going to act like a deadbeat in front of us all, are you?"
How infuriating! Su Miaoyu trembled with fury. She never imagined she would be cornered like this today.
Still, she put on an indifferent expression and said nonchalantly, "It's merely ten million Superior Spirit Stones. For someone like me, who is held in high regard by the Martial Ancestor, that amount is nothing. Why would I ever welsh on a bet?"
"That's for the best." Tang Le chuckled and extended his hand toward Su Miaoyu. "Then please settle the wager, Senior Sister Su. Ten million Superior Spirit Stones, not a single one less!"
