Wan Jianyi heard Su Han's proposed terms for the wager, and a smile curled across his lips.
"Kid, do you really want to wager against this old man?"
"But if you lose, what will you do?"
Su Han rode his sword down and landed beside Wan Jianyi. Looking at him, he smiled. "If I lose, I'll immediately kowtow three times and take you as my master without another word."
"Really?"
The smile on Wan Jianyi's face grew broader. As though afraid Su Han would change his mind, he asked again.
He had never expected anyone to dare compete with him in swordsmanship. For a moment, it felt somewhat unreal.
After all, even Qingyun Sect Leader Daoxuan was immensely powerful now.
Yet in swordsmanship alone, Wan Jianyi had absolute confidence that he would still surpass him.
"A gentleman's promise is worth a thousand gold."
Su Han nodded without the slightest hesitation.
He was equally confident in himself. I will definitely win!
The Ghost Slaying True Spell might be powerful, but his One Thought Ascends to the Heavenly Palace was certainly no weaker.
Besides, given Wan Jianyi's proud nature, as long as they tied, he would surely concede.
Even if Wan Jianyi tried to renege, I said a gentleman's promise is worth a thousand gold, but I'm not a gentleman. I'm a Daoist priest.
Daoist priests value following their hearts and keeping their thoughts unimpeded.
"You're not allowed to regret it if you lose!"
Wan Jianyi, however, had no idea what Su Han was thinking.
Seeing Su Han agree so readily, he stopped hesitating and nodded repeatedly to show his acceptance.
"Kid, no backing out if you lose!"
Wan Jianyi laughed smugly, having never expected things to go so smoothly.
Earlier, he had thought stealing Shui Yue's disciple might be difficult.
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