Pretending to glance casually to the side, he saw Directors Li and Wu who had hurriedly arrived and taken their seats. The Martial Artist nearly wanted to kneel and shout praises to them!
When Director Li signaled that he could speak, the Martial Artist coughed lightly and pretentiously put his hand behind his back, "Alright, but if I win, what benefit do I get?"
Bi Xia chuckled lightly, "Of course, I'll give you my secret techniques."
The Martial Artist shook his head, "In that case, I'll lose out. If you win, I'll give you five books, but if I win, I only get one."
"You can't calculate it like that," Bi Xia shook his head. "Think about it. If I win, it means my techniques are superior to yours. Then giving me five books wouldn't be a big deal because your apprentices have already learned all the skills."
"If I lose, you get one book for free. Even if it can't compare to your five books, it's still a martial arts manual. Having it is better than not having it, right?"
