Qin Tu was certain that Wu Li was no match for Chu Hong. While their realms were similar, their strength differed significantly.
Chu Hong, whose calm demeanor had become serious, furrowed his brow, not uttering a word.
"What's the matter? Chu Hong, are you, the Third Prince of the Xuanfeng Dynasty, actually scared? Haha... If you're scared, then just forget it." Qin Tu laughed, saying to forget it, but the mockery in his words was extremely grating.
If Chu Hong truly backed down, he would become a joke from today onward, and the entire Xuanfeng Imperial Family would become a laughingstock as well.
However, if he agreed... Chu Hong knew his limits, he was far inferior to Qin Tu!
Once the fight began, he was still going to be humiliated, and the Royal Family was still going to face embarrassment.
This was a dilemma with no good options.
