"Are we really going to fight?"
In the arena, Du Gang revealed a smile that looked worse than crying, saying, "You better consider carefully. If you...if you lose the fight, these thousand-plus artifacts will be mine!"
"Hahaha!"
Long Aotian laughed heartily, saying, "Rest assured, if we lose the contest, we won't hold you responsible!"
Du Gang moved his lips slightly, his eyes restlessly darting around, as though trying to find ways to get out of the situation he found himself in. He said, "That's just your promise. What if the others…"
"Haha, I, Little Hawk King, promise that we will readily accept defeat, and we will absolutely not hold anything against you if we lose the competition..."
Immediately, everyone in the field made a casual promise.
Although Du Gang's face was gradually becoming paler, he was celebrating in his heart and diligently recording their verbal commitments.
