A showdown, then?
Facing Wang Zhan, whose sarcasm was amplified and insults landed like critical hits, presumably, no one could bear it. Especially not this curvaceous woman who had painstakingly earned a sliver of authority. Wang Zhan not only openly mocked her as an "old auntie" but even subtly ridiculed her looks! No, it wasn't subtle at all; it was blatant.
"Alright then, how do you want to bet!"
The curvaceous woman didn't quite grasp the situation, but as the spokeswoman who had been in a rather good mood since taking over the Original Organization, she was now utterly infuriated by Wang Zhan. She wished she could drag herself down to his level just to teach him a lesson.
"Heh!"
Wang Zhan scoffed coldly, gesturing towards Yu Lan in the center of the arena. Yu Lan was currently darting about pathetically, like a disoriented fly.
"How about we bet on whether you can kill her? Don't worry, I absolutely will not interfere."
