"Bang..."
Ying Chuan was speechless. How many times did he have to explain it? The woman was not his Dao Companion; she was his benefactor...
"What, is there a problem?" Zhan Wubusheng said with a genial smile.
"There is. I can accept a draw, but you're losing out too much. I won't do this kind of thing. Though I, Ying Chuan, am a ghost, I never owe anyone."
Ying Chuan shook his head. He could not accept such generosity with a clear conscience.
"At a time like this, you're still saying that? Don't you want to save her?" Zhan Wubusheng said.
"Of course I do... but..."
"No buts."
Zhan Wubusheng threw an arm around Ying Chuan's shoulders. "Brother Ying Chuan, you need to understand: thousand-mile horses are common, but a Bole is hard to find. Meeting me is your good fortune. No one else would treat you like this."
How could Ying Chuan not understand?
Zhan Wubusheng's character was exceedingly rare. Under such circumstances, what ordinary person would chat idly with him? Once they learned his weak spot, they would probably go straight for it.
And because of the woman, he would most likely have been forced to concede on his own.
Not only had Zhan Wubusheng not done that, he was even helping him. He was truly a one-of-a-kind exception.
"If you want to thank me, remember to invite me to be your wedding witness when you get married. I love banquet feasts most. Pure bliss," Zhan Wubusheng proposed as his condition.
"A wedding witness... but she's my benefactor... Forget it, let's not talk about that. Even if I wanted to invite you, you wouldn't be able to come, would you?" Ying Chuan said.
The two of them were separated by an entire world. Even if Zhan Wubusheng wanted