To be honest, young miss Ling was not interested in such childish games at all. Thus, she quickly came up with a very mature suggestion.
"It seems like you know the origin of this root."
Zhi Han didn't say anything, indicating that she agreed.
"How about this? let's make a bet to see who knows more. If someone says something wrong, another person will correct it. If someone says something wrong, another person will fill in the gaps. How about it?
"Alright," he said. Zhi Han nodded.
"How about 10000 five-colored spiritual stones?" Gambling was not good, and it was even worse in front of so many experts from the aristocratic families and suzerain. Therefore, Ling Chuxi only made a small bet. A small bet was good for the mood, so she thought that everyone would not have too many negative opinions.
