"Wait!" Gong Wuliang suddenly spoke up.
All eyes turned to him, Fu Haixin wore a hint of impatience on her face, curious as to why he suddenly decided to interrupt.
"What advice does Palace Master Gong have?" Han Luoyun asked.
Gong Wuliang said solemnly, "Before the competition begins, I hope Sect Master Han will sign a written agreement. Otherwise, what would happen if you refuse to acknowledge your loss? Our Ten-thousand Medicine Sect is not as powerful as your Purple Mist Sect, it's only natural that we take precautionary measures."
So that was it. Han Luoyun smiled slightly, signed the agreement immediately, and handed a copy to Gong Wuliang.
With the agreement in his possession, Gong Wuliang was finally able to relax. If the Purple Mist Sect were to deny their loss, he could take the agreement to the Pill Alliance and have them mediate.
"Alright, let's not waste any more time, let's get started." Fu Haixin urged.
