Pingbei King smiled, "Are you speaking of Fang Lin? He's not skilled enough; he doesn't compare to Jian Qingshan, not by a long shot."
Ye Mengxian snorted, "Then, how about making another wager with me, my lord?"
Pingbei King laughed, "What are we wagering on this time?"
"It's a bet on if Fang Lin and Qing Jianzi were to fight, which of the two would win," Ye Mengxian said.
Hearing this, Pingbei King furrowed his brow, "Even if we were to bet, what if the two never face each other later on? How would we count that?"
Ye Mengxian said casually, "If they never face each other, then the bet is naturally void."
After pausing, Ye Mengxian continued, "If the two of them do face each other, my lord would naturally back Jian Qingshan to win, and I would naturally back Fang Lin."
