"Bet?"
" Are you kidding me? You're just a mere Second Sky of the Martial Saint Realm. Do you think you're qualified to bet with me? "
" Besides, if you win, you will get the token, and you want me to work for you. If I win, I will just take the token. Is that fair? "
Lin Zhirong's face was filled with anger after hearing Li Lingtian's words.
A Martial Saint actually made a bet with him. Wasn't this a joke?
Moreover, the bet was so unfair. It was simply intolerable.
He was a dignified Martial God expert, but he was fooled by a junior. Indeed, he could not let him off easily.
" You're a Third Firmament Martial God expert, and I'm only a Martial Saint. Are you afraid? "
"Are you afraid of losing to me?"
Li Lingtian looked at Lin Zhirong's expression and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. In terms of cultivation base, he was no match for Lin Zhirong. In terms of strength and scheming, Lin Zhirong was still far behind Li Lingtian.
