"Ding Shi, I know you're not convinced." Tang Wen waved a hand calmly.
"Of course I'm not. I look down on you. A man who knows nothing but bootlicking-what virtue or ability qualifies you to command our Blood Baleful Third Tower?" Ding Shi stared arrogantly at Tang Wen.
"Come, this is my 'little domain.' You can attack it however you like. If you can break it, I'll obey you from now on.
"If you can't, stop spouting bullshit in front of me.
"And you must acknowledge me as your master!" Tang Wen thrust his hand into the air. A sphere ten feet across whooshed out and hung motionless overhead.
"Hahahaha..." Ding Shi doubled over with laughter.
Zhan Junyi and his companions laughed wildly too, their laughter filled with contempt and disdain...
"Fine. If I can't break it, I'll acknowledge you as my master. If I break it, you acknowledge me as yours! Dare you take that bet?" Ding Shi stopped laughing, his expression bold.
"I proposed it, so of course!" Tang Wen said.
"Big Brother, don't make a bet just to spite him!" Zhao Dan was terrified and hurriedly called out.
"That's right, Punishment Venerable Tang! You can't agree to this bet!" Zhan Gang shouted.
"You're the commander anyway. Why bet with him? You have the Punishment Hall token, so he has to obey you. What's the point of betting?" Gongsun Feiyan said.
After all, they had already acknowledged Tang Wen as their master. If Tang Wen failed, wouldn't they become servants of a servant? That was something they did not want to see.
Besides, they all believed Tang Wen would lose. He had no chance of winning.
"Hahaha! Scared, are you? You don't have to bet. Kneel and apologize to me, and I won't force you!" Ding Shi threw