The young man was on Ling Chuan's left in the south, and he held up a loudspeaker and said, "These five matches were just a warm up. Given Young Master Mo's level, I believe you don't mind another round, right?
"In any case, the bets are already in place. Haven't you always wanted to know the cause of your parents' deaths?"
He Chengwei narrowed his eyes and the corners of his lips curled up wickedly. He had to end him tonight. He had to!
There was no longer any other way out!
He Chengwei flicked a gaze at Ling Chuan, and his eyes turned even redder. He asked Ling Mo, "If you win, I'll tell you the truth, but if you lose, you're not allowed to pursue the matter anymore. Do you dare?"
"Who wouldn't dare?
"Whoever doesn't honor their word will have to call the other 'grandson'!"
The demon youth's eyes were cold. Since he was young, the only thing that had kept him going…
He would definitely win. Definitely! He had to!
