The four Pavilion Masters at the gambling table were taken aback, none of them expecting Shen Yuan to propose such a contest condition.
After a moment, a loud burst of laughter erupted throughout the entire Gambling Pavilion.
The Treasure House Master's body rolled with laughter, shaking with a sound that was deafening. The Magical Artifacts House Master's cold expression had now completely transformed into one of pity, his sharp laughter akin to piercing one's eardrums.
The Master of the Calculation Pavilion was both laughing and coughing, his skeletal frame appearing as if it might collapse at any moment.
As for the Gambling House Master, he was already bending over in uncontrollable laughter, unaware of the wound that had been torn open beneath his makeup.
The laughter, akin to the mournful wails of a ghost, gradually ceased. The Treasure House Master rubbed his slightly stiff face and declared without any hesitation:
"I'll take the bet."
