"What bet? How do we bet?"
Liang Wang's stern face creased slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes as he looked toward the Saint of the Undying Holy Sect.
The Saint of the Undying Holy Sect wore a relaxed expression and said with a chuckle, "Let us set a three-day deadline. If, within three days, none of the martial artists from the Five Great Families and Seven Sects of the Chu Kingdom return from hunting beasts for the Chu Emperor, why not let us Saints from beyond the borders give it a try?"
He smiled at Liang Wang. "The Chu Kingdom has no one, but that doesn't mean the Demon Realm has no one!"
The Chu Kingdom had no one!?
Those four words were like four steel blades, stabbing straight into the hearts of every Chu Kingdom martial artist present.
Contempt!
This was blatant contempt for the Chu Kingdom!
"You insolent brat, how dare you act so recklessly!"
"You ignorant fool who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth! How dare you mock the Chu Kingdom for having no one?"
Upon hearing those words, the imperial martial artists on the second tier all bristled, especially the imperial princes, who slammed their hands on the tables, rose to their feet, and pointed at the Saint of the Undying Holy Sect as they roared.
The elders of the Undying Holy Sect were startled as well. They had initially wanted to advise the Saint to stop, but their eyes shifted slightly, as though they had remembered something. They then calmly sat back down and stopped interfering.
When Liang Wang heard this, he sat silently in his seat.
This matter was far too significant. It concerned the Chu Kingdom's glory and dignity, so he naturally could not make the decision himself. He