"Maybe not?" Mu Lijian was relentlessly aggressive: "Feng Qiu, how about a bet?!"
"Oh?"
"The first place can marry my daughter and obtain the 'Nine Heavenly Layers of the Firmament,' as everyone knows. But, Feng Qiu, we can privately add stakes to this. We can bet privately, how about it?" Mu Lijian said with a smile, in a winning situation, naturally wanting to earn more.
Simply establishing an invincible spirit for Gu Xiu, merely elevating the reputation of the Yang Ling Institute, is still not enough.
It's best to obtain even more.
So, that's a bet.
Alright, let's bet.
Feng Qiu remained silent.
Mu Lijian's attitude was too strange.
Mu Lijian's confidence had reached an incredible level.
What on earth is going on?
"What, don't dare?" Mu Lijian snorted: "That's not your character, Feng Qiu."
Feng Qiu was still silent.
