"Tsk." Hearing Hu Tianying's retort, Zhao Ming shook his head and said, "Just don't regret it later."
Despite saying that, Zhao Ming turned his head to look at Qi Chuan, his face showing a contemplative expression.
Who would win, Wang Tong or Qi Chuan?
To be honest, he couldn't guarantee it right now.
The flying sword Qi Chuan summoned that day also left a deep impression in his mind.
However, he had nothing to lose, sitting steady like a fisherman, regardless of who won or lost, he wouldn't suffer a loss.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Zhao Ming's lips again.
Just as the smile appeared, he noticed an additional resource in front of him.
Seeing the resource, Zhao Ming turned his head in surprise to look at Feng Tan beside him, because this resource was precisely presented by the latter.
But who was the latter betting on?
"Sect Leader, I've discovered that I have quite a connection with Junior Brother Qi Chuan as well."
Feng Tan revealed an uncle-like smile.
