"Right, there has to be a little stake!"
"It's only interesting with stakes."
The foreign onlookers immediately kicked up a noisy fuss, clearly finding Yang Chen's proposal highly entertaining.
Yang Chen was not surprised by this. In his previous life, the price he charged for alchemy had been sky-high. In this life, he had not set his terms so high, but without some stakes, he truly could not muster any interest.
Yet the Wang family took such thoughts as nothing more than a cheap trick to draw attention.
Wang Ren spared no sarcasm. "Yang Chen, did you not wager away your split-crotch pants last time, leaving you feeling uncomfortable? This time, do you want to wager those pants away too? Hahahaha! Honestly, Yang Chen, I really didn't expect this. You actually still have the nerve to bring up stakes."
Hearing this, the Wang family members all burst into laughter.
Clearly, none of them believed Wang Ren would lose.
Yang Chen stood with his hands behind his back. "Wang Ren, it seems Yiming was not wrong when he said your mouth stank. Rather than waste time here, it would be more practical to settle this with our hands. Or is it that you don't have the guts to raise the stakes?"
How could Wang Ren tolerate anyone saying he lacked the guts? He sneered. "Don't dare? What a joke. Yang Chen, if you want to wager and add some stakes, I naturally don't mind. I just wonder what stakes you intend to put up?"
"If I lose, five thousand spirit stones!" Yang Chen raised five fingers.
The moment those words fell, everyone drew a sharp breath.
Five thousand spirit stones.
"Has Yang Chen gone mad?"
"Five thousand spirit stones!"
"Even the Yang Family Patriarch would have to weep before taking out