The middle-aged man chuckled, then said in a low voice, "Are you sure your brother will come here?"
The handsome youth, upon hearing this, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, a profound glint shining in his eyes.
"No doubt, he should come to attend the bet stone conference. I'm eager to see how far he's grown."
Then, the two figures flickered, vanishing like a wisp of smoke.
On the other side, after Lin Xuan and the Dark Red Divine Dragon left, they arrived at an inn.
The inn was filled with martial artists, who were heatedly discussing the matter of bet stones at this moment.
Lin Xuan didn't say anything, ordered a table of dishes, a pot of excellent spiritual wine, and, together with the Dark Red Divine Dragon and Snow White Monkey, ate while listening.
From the surrounding discussions, he gathered some information.
That was concerning the stones used for betting.
