The three groups sat together eating hotpot, making quite a bit of noise, but as they were dining al fresco, Master Tang was treating guests inside the large cafeteria, and neither affected the other much.
Everyone sat together, casually chatting for a bit, and the bet that hadn't been settled yesterday came up.
Master Xiong's disciple still wanted to challenge Di Aixin at arm wrestling, "If you had Master Lu's cultivation level, then I wouldn't dare bet with you, but you haven't even started tempering your qi and blood."
Di Aixin wasn't convinced and responded that if they were to bet, it was still going to be the same conditions as yesterday. If he won, you'd give me ten thousand. If I lost, I would kneel and apologize.
In fact, if he had to kneel and apologize, it wouldn't just be a loss of face for himself, but for Luohua Manor as well.
However, Feng Jun wasn't concerned; how much could a little fish affect the reputation of Luohua Manor?
