Zhan Yushu looked at Jun Moxie with suspicion before he sneered, "Mo Junye, are you trying to avoid producing the second verse of the couplet by talking about the nonsensical and nonexistent conspiracies? Are you trying to frame our family?"
Jun Moxie snorted. "Frame you? For what? If I am to accept your conditions, then you should accept mine! Just say whether you can do it or not! Very simple. It's just a yes or a no!"
The Zhan brothers looked at each other. Zhan Yushu whispered, "Brother, what do you think?"
"His condition seems easy to meet and has nothing to do with him, but it will badly damage our family's reputation. If he really wins the bet and we have to say what we have done, the future of those who we asked to come and contest for us will be ruined. No one will want to work for a master that will give them up. So it will become more difficult for our family to find talents in the future…" Zhan Qingfeng couldn't decide.
