"A draw?"
A bitter smile appeared on Wang Lingdao's face as he acknowledged that the cultivator before him was formidable with demon fire, and that he was no match for him whatsoever.
The other party was affording his ancestor some respect.
"Sir, your divine skills are astonishing, and I am truly no match..."
He sighed, "Regarding today's matters... I admit defeat wholeheartedly and unreservedly."
"That's great."
Within the array, smiles of joy emerged on the faces of Meng Zhuzi and the other two.
"Then, according to our previous agreement of ten moves, it seems I can make a small request within my capabilities?"
A mischievous smile curled on the corners of Fang Xi's lips, "Since that's the case, my request is... should the Wang family take control of the market, this dongfu will remain in my possession, and in addition, I've taken quite a liking to the nearby scenery."
As soon as these words were spoken, Meng Zhuzi and the others were stunned.
