Sure enough, the moment Lu Yi proposed a wager, Nan Qiuqiu's competitive spirit flared.
"Go on, then. What's the wager?"
"Of course, it'll depend on who wins the match. If I win, you agree to one request of mine. Conversely, if you win, I agree to one request of yours."
As he spoke, Lu Yi calmly looked around at the Earth Dragon Sect disciples.
"You can state your request now. Anything is fine, as long as it's something I can do. Once you're finished, I'll tell you mine."
At those words, Nan Qiuqiu realized that the man before her seemed extremely confident in his own strength.
Whether he truly had the strength to back it up or simply didn't know how high the heavens were or how deep the earth ran, she couldn't tell.
Still, she supposed he probably wasn't too bad.
Her brain immediately raced as she tried to come up with a request that was both outrageous and something he could definitely fulfill.
"How about this? If I beat you, you become my underling. From then on, you'll do whatever I tell you, without a single word of complaint."
A mischievous smile crossed Nan Qiuqiu's face. "But don't worry. I won't mistreat one of my own."
Before Lu Yi could respond, however, several male disciples immediately spoke up to dissuade her.
Surprisingly, though, those male disciples weren't worried that Nan Qiuqiu would lose.
Instead, they felt that even if their young mistress won, having a young woman like Nan Qiuqiu take him as an underling might allow affection to blossom over time. Wouldn't that just hand this brat a windfall?
That absolutely wouldn't do!
"Then what do you think we should do?" Nan Qiuqiu asked, looking at the people behind her.
"Just have him join our Earth Dragon