Shi Hao found it strange, he had already been low-key enough, even disguising himself as an old man. How could he still attract hatred?
Could it be that his prowess was simply too brilliant to conceal?
He chuckled softly, "Alright, let's compete then."
Being low-key doesn't mean he's afraid of confrontation.
If you want to humiliate yourself, I'll help you do just that.
Zhao Yan was naturally delighted, convinced that he was going to win.
—What a joke, a Formation Master gambling on raw stones against a Primordial Stone Master, isn't that a guaranteed loss?
Upon hearing Shi Hao's challenge to gamble on raw stones, Master Qi couldn't help but laugh.
Are you serious?
"Alright then, the old man is not a Primordial Stone Master, losing doesn't matter anyway, it's just for fun." He said with a smile.
Shi Hao glanced at him and said, "Since it's just for fun, I'll open one piece of raw stone and compete against all the ones you open."
What?
