"After witnessing my magic, have you still not learned your lesson? Are you really so naive as to think a mere water tank could defeat me? I stopped you simply to remind you: don't forget our wager. Whoever loses must swear in public to withdraw from the Magic Circle, never making a living from magic or performing it ever again. Otherwise, you must sever your own arms. Alright, you can leave now."
After speaking, Xia Liang sat down on a chair, closed his eyes to rest, and didn't even bother to spare Peng Changye and his apprentice another glance.
What a precious pair this master and apprentice were. They didn't even know their own limitations, yet they so boldly challenged him to a magic showdown. Just who gave them such confidence?
Peng Changye and Willis's faces flushed red and then turned pale. In the end, they could only spit out a harsh remark before scurrying away.
As soon as they left, an electronic voice sounded in Xia Liang's mind.
