"By the way, Brother Sheng, why don't we place a bet? Just having a sect war doesn't seem too interesting! Let's add a stake, make this sect war a bit more exciting!" Moku suddenly spoke, his tone light and playful.
Sheng Yingkun's face remained unchanged, but his heart sank.
Wolfish ambitions!
Moku's wolfish ambitions were laid bare.
"Brother Mo, let's forget about betting. Frankly, our Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect has been in decline, and there's really no need to wager on this sect war," Sheng Yingkun firmly declined.
