Mo Wen was a little shocked. The old woman called Zhang Feng could hand over 30,000 points. That was more than the number of points he had. These criminals were not ordinarily "wealthy," so they had probably not been collected by one person. The old woman was probably supported and backed by a powerful faction. Otherwise, she would not be able to use 30,000 points as a wager.
"That lad is very popular. That's true. Given his abilities, I would like to go against him as well."
Lord Merciless laughed coldly. He had fought with Mo Wen and knew how capable he was. Even though the young man had shocked him, Mo Wen's capabilities were no match for the older third ream martial arts grandmasters in the Red Stone Forest. He would most likely lose in the challenge ring, and there was even a risk of him being killed.
