Qian Meng froze, the difficulty on her face flashing past in an instant. Concerned for the sect's dignity, she ultimately chose silence.
Lu Feng took it all in. The thought he had harbored of stopping while he was ahead vanished as well.
Blindly protecting one's own like Qian Meng was not necessarily a good thing.
He looked coldly and arrogantly at Qian Meng, Si Ma Ye, and the others.
"Have you truly decided to stake this array disc?"
"If I am fortunate enough to win this wager, this array disc will also fall within the range of my selection."
"You will not feel heartache over losing it? You will not regret it?"
"Cut the crap," Si Ma Ye spat domineeringly. "If you can win, that is your skill! If you cannot, just you wait. You will have a bitter fruit to swallow!"
Lu Feng ignored him, his gaze still fixed on Qian Meng. "No regrets?"
Qian Meng frowned to herself. A strange unease unexpectedly flickered through her heart. Lu Feng's wild and uninhibited bearing in particular gave her a vague sense of familiarity, as though she had once suffered at the hands of someone with just such an attitude.
Thinking of how extraordinary the origins of this array disc were, even rarer than that illusion-array disc...
Qian Meng hesitated.
If its secrets could be comprehended, it would certainly be a Heaven-grade grand array. Should an outsider steal it away, it would inevitably be a tremendous loss to the sect.
Yet given the current situation, she could not possibly cast aside her dignity and refuse.
She could only pray that no one would be able to see through it.
After steadying herself,
Qian Meng said with a stern face, "I am not so petty as to lack even this much magnanimity.