Unluckily, Han Yu really felt that the old Taoist was out to mess with him.
Two men playing strip poker, nothing wrong with that?
If I wanted to play, I'd at least find a female cultivator, not a sneaky old geezer like you who loves cheating.
In his eyes, cultivating was about words turning into law, yet deceiving people by using gambling to Enter the Dao?
Definitely seemed pretentious, and he would never step out and let the old man slap him in the face.
Nor would he bark to give him an opening.
However, half a two-hour later.
"Strip!"
The old Taoist rubbed his hands together gleefully, and he wasn't anticipating Han Yu's clothes but rather his own win.
"Fall within six steps" was his new wager, and he had won again.
Naturally, he couldn't help but point at Han Yu and blurted out, "Fall within six steps."
After removing his outer robe with resignation, Han Yu tried his best to play along, although it was more like giving up, just taking a few steps and waiting to fall.
