"A duel?" Li Xuan looked at this man; then, he grinned with ill intensions. "Sure thing! But should we put something on the line?"
He thought, Master Xuanchen was willing to bring out real gold and silver. Song Zian didn't have anything, yet wanted to step on his face?
But Song Zian was a confident man. With no hesitation, he pulled something from his sleeve and handed it to Yue Qianqian sitting next to him. "This is a folding fan passed down by the great scholar Huang Shangbin from the early Jin dynasty, inscribed with 'The Song of Integrity' hand-copied by Huang Shangbin himself! I'll use this fan as a stake. Now, I don't know if Duwei Li dares to bet?"
At this moment Li Xuan's whole "Sacrifice" suit tingled with vibration. Even the Wenshan Seal hidden in his sleeve shivered uncontrollably.
Li Xuan thought to himself: it's finally here. The old storekeeper at Treasure Tower said there were not that many things to pile on him. Now a good piece has appeared, hasn't it?
