At the arena.
Wang Ye, seeing Sun Tinghou still hadn't agreed, urgently spoke to Sun Tinghou: "Sun Tinghou, I am very sincere, are you going to bet or not?"
Sun Tinghou looked at Wang Ye with a complicated expression.
Did he want to gamble?
Of course he wanted to.
After all, he was guaranteed to win.
Agreeing to this bet meant having a First Grade Peak Cultivator by his side for the next ten years, protecting him.
Even though he was a magician.
The dangers around him would be less compared to cultivators.
But he possessed a replica of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Pot, surely he couldn't be a hundred percent certain that no cultivators would covet it?
However.
Even if Sun Tinghou wanted to agree, he feared Wang Ye might have other intentions.
He dared not.
After pondering for a while, Sun Tinghou asked Wang Ye: "Do you have any ulterior motives with this bet?"
"No."
Wang Ye said up to here.
The great path appeared beside him.
