Overwhelming Defeat

On the Sun Family's side, everyone's expressions changed when they heard Wu Fan propose a three-against-one match.

"Wu Fan, you're the Wu Family's head, after all. Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you if word gets out?"

Sun Sheng said with a frown.

"Laugh? The victor becomes king, the defeated becomes bandit—what is there to laugh about?

"If your Sun Family thinks this proposal won't do, then you can get the hell out of the inner city."

A trace of contempt flashed across Wu Fan's face.

The more people there were, the greater their strength. With the advantage in numbers, why bother with a one-on-one fight?

At the very least, Wu Fan was not that foolish. He would not choose to fight Wei Luo one-on-one.

Breaking into Force Training was the pressing goal. If he was accidentally injured and failed to break through, that would be a huge loss.

"Brother Wei, don't blame me for being heartless. The Sun Family struck at my Wu Family first, and the coffin is still sitting outside. My Wu Family must avenge this grudge.

"I still have to offer you a word of advice: don't let the Sun Family pull the wool over your eyes. If you stop meddling in this matter, my Wu Family will surely send you a generous gift in the future!"

Wu Fan's words were watertight. He not only seized the moral high ground, but also gave Wei Luo a way out.

Anyone understood that less trouble was better than more. Besides, he could gain benefits merely by standing by and watching.

Even the Sun Family members looked somewhat uneasy, afraid Wei Luo would agree to Wu Fan's offer.

Yet under everyone's gaze, Wei Luo merely glanced at the three Three Refinements martial arts hall heads beside Wu Fan