A few others talked around them. "That's good. Nice bet! It gets things done and makes one of them happy."
The sharp voice sounded again, "Okay. I am betting with Dong Wushang. My sword for his blade. The souls of my sword and his blade will be merged as one. It will be hidden in the firmament. When the right person finds it, it is the winner's credit."
The heavy voice responded, "Deal!"
As the heavy voice sounded, Ye Xiao felt shocked, as if the man who had that voice was invincible and overwhelming.
The suppression from the power of the blade suddenly struck on him.
He was frightened.
