The thousand-zhang-high platform was deathly silent; even the sounds of battle outside had vanished without a trace. All eyes were focused on Gu Tian, waiting for his response.
GULP.
Under everyone's gaze, Gu Tian's throat constricted. The pressure was immense. Especially when facing Qin Wudao's gaze, it felt like thorns on his back, and he was secretly terrified.
What should he do? How should he respond to Qin Wudao's words? He was certain, if his answer was wrong, he wouldn't be able to leave this platform.
"What? Clan Leader Gu hasn't thought it through yet?" Qin Wudao asked, gently urging him on as he played with his wine cup.
BAM!
