"Why didn't you take the bet if you were so confident?"
Man Gu's heart tightened, but he kept smiling as usual. "What are the stakes?"
"Three Dragon Blood Fruits, against the original text of your tribe's White Bone Supernatural Abilities!"
Hei Tu sneered.
"Going big, are we? Then I'll raise the stakes too. I'll bet on the Hei Zhong Tribe: one jin of Heaven River White Sand. Who'll take me on?"
"Hahaha, I'm in! I'll bet ten bottles of Bloodline Pills on the Fei Man Tribe!"
While Man Gu was still considering, several nearby tribe leaders had already begun fanning the flames.
"Fine, I'll take your bet!"
Man Gu gritted his teeth.
The White Bone Supernatural Abilities were far more advanced than the Swift Wind Escape Technique. They could be called a Great Divine Ability, and were one of the Fei Man Tribe's main assets.
"Excellent!"
Hei Tu sneered. "Everyone present, bear witness!"
Then he closed his eyes, looking completely at ease.
Seeing how inscrutable he looked only made Man Gu grow suspicious.
"Heh, Hei Tu and Man Gu are old enemies!"
From the seat of honor, Beichen Luo watched everything with a hearty smile.
He would be delighted if the tribes below fought as fiercely as possible; it would only help the Beichen Tribe maintain its rule. But on the surface, he still tried to calm things down. "Leaders, let's not let this hurt your friendship!"
"Still... if you really want to wager against each other, I can act as the middleman!"
Beichen Luo's smile was warm and inviting. Before they knew it, several more tribes had placed side bets, and the stakes had quietly climbed much higher.
"These tribe leaders probably aren't simple at all. To survive in the barbarian tribes' law-of-the-jungle world, they must have