Meng Kezhong smiled.
"Alright, I, Meng Kezhong, will take that bet. You name the terms."
Xia Liang thought for a moment.
"You slapped him just now. If you lose, you will return that slap tenfold."
At these words, the members of the Meng Family immediately erupted.
"Kid, you've got some nerve!"
"How dare you, a half-grown swindler, come here and tell the Meng Family what to do?"
"You won't be leaving here so easily today."
With just one sentence, Xia Liang had incited their collective rage. After all, Meng Kezhong held the highest status in the Meng Family. He was also the eldest son. To slap his face was a direct insult to the entire Meng Family.
Even Meng Kexi tried to persuade him from the side, "Master Xia Tian, just let it go..."
Faced with the threats from the Meng Family disciples, Xia Liang just smiled faintly.
"What? The great business tycoon Meng Kezhong doesn't dare to take a little wager like this?"
