Jiang Chen smiled faintly.
"It doesn't matter how I did it. The point is, I can pass through the Blood Vines smoothly."
"Does our previous bet still stand?"
He looked at the Flame Dragon, his face wreathed in a smile.
Even Jiang Chen himself hadn't expected his Spirit Art to be so incredible. To think he could so easily control the Blood Vines within the Ghost Temple.
The Spirit Art had once again demonstrated its unique power.
The result was that the Flame Dragon, a Beast King, would now be his subordinate.
When the Flame Dragon heard Jiang Chen's words, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
He was seething with anger, but Jiang Chen was just watching him.
Finally, he said helplessly, "Fine, fine. You got me today."
"If I'd known, I never would have made that bet with you."
"I am a man of my word and will honor our bet."
He took a few deep breaths before finally saying to Jiang Chen, "Boss... I submit."
"From now on, you're my boss."
Jiang Chen burst out laughing.
