In the morning, Wang Junze was still worried about how to catch the attention of the Profound Moon Sword Sect's Saintess. Isn't this just like someone bringing a pillow to a dozing person?
Moreover, by only comparing Sword Dao, he wouldn't have to expose his strength. Such an opportunity was nearly perfect, and besides, he could also win a Rare Treasure Sword. It couldn't get any better.
With this thought, in Wang Junze's eyes, this Third Young Master Lin suddenly became adorable. It's not every day you find such a great patsy, even with a lantern.
"Are you really betting a Rare Treasure Sword?" His heart was filled with delight, but on the surface, Wang Junze had to put on a hesitant look, fearing this patsy might get scared away.
"Naturally!" Lin Binqiang replied with disdain, "Let's compete right outside the Spirit Treasure Pavilion. All the friends present here can witness. Given my status, are you worried that I can't afford it?"
