Su Jiu's gaze flickered faintly at those words.
Su Jiu did not believe the game Mask Man mentioned now would be anything good.
"I've always enjoyed making bets with people. How about we make one?"
Su Jiu sneered. "Do we have a choice?"
The man chuckled without answering and merely clapped his hands. Two streaks of light flashed inside the Barrier, and the bound Qi Song and Yun Huanling appeared before Su Jiu and Chu Luohen. The people who had bound them earlier vanished.
At that moment, Qi Song resembled a walking corpse, his gaze vacant and stiff, as though he had lost all interest in the world.
Yun Huanling gritted his teeth and glared at Mask Man. "You're the mastermind!" If he still could not understand what was happening, he would have been an idiot. He struggled incessantly to get up, only to discover that not only was the Spirit-Locking Chain restricting his spiritual qi, but an intense pressure also enveloped him.
The man glanced at Yun Huanling and chuckled. "To think the Heavenly Secret Sect has a disciple with such fire in his blood. You even know to sacrifice yourself for others."
On the surface, those words sounded like praise, but Yun Huanling still heard the mockery beneath them.
Mask Man stopped looking at Yun Huanling and swept his gaze over everyone present. "Everyone's here. Our game can begin."
At that, Mask Man beckoned lightly. A ripple suddenly stirred in the pond containing only three fish, and something seemed to land in his hand amid a splash of water.
Yun Huanling froze, still not quite understanding the situation. He shot Mask Man a cold look. "What game? Explain yourself!"
Su Jiu sighed inwardly. She had never seen anyone so utterly useless in a fight still act so arrogantly