"I bet you'll definitely fall within seven steps!"
Can't deny, the old Daoist's way of betting is quite unique, daring to bet on something he would surely lose.
Upon hearing the old Daoist's words, Han Yu immediately burst out laughing.
Bet? Why not!
He agreed almost without thinking.
Little did he know there was more to it, the old Daoist added with a smile, "That's right, since it's a bet, if you lose, you have to give me something of yours."
"Does it have to come with a price?"
Han Yu was taken aback, which made the old Daoist roll his eyes.
"Without stakes, how can it be called a bet? If you win, I'll let you go; if you lose, give me something of yours, very reasonable."
That's true, but who knows what he wants?
"Anything on you will do."
The old Daoist seemed to guess Han Yu's thoughts and quickly added.
Han Yu thought to himself, he still had a Spiritual Treasure he got from a small grotto, so it's not impossible.
"Alright, I'll give this if I lose."
