Fang Qingyu heard this, and with a calm expression, replied, "It's also possible that... he's afraid others will hear the news, weigh it over, and then not dare to fight him. So he needs to quickly finalize the wager, cutting off their retreat."
"Huh?" Chu Kuanglan was taken aback, then suddenly slapped his thigh, "Right! Makes sense! That Shi Hao is quite cunning! But Qingzi, why did you agree to it? Don't you already know he can face a Tier Four head-on?"
His face displayed confusion and a hint of worry.
Fang Qingyu stopped, looked towards Chu Kuanglan, and beneath his mask, the corners of his mouth seemed to curl into a very faint smile. He countered, "Even if he can face a Tier Four head-on, did I ever say I would definitely lose to him?"
These words were said casually, yet they carried an undeniable confidence.
Chu Kuanglan, Wei Banmeng, Lu Jiuyuan, and others heard this, their lips twitching slightly.
A chill inexplicably rose from their tailbones.
