"Since it's a bet, of course, it's a guess. What's wrong? Do you dare to bet?"
"Bet? Sure, I'm not afraid of you!" Fatty Luo snorted lightly.
On the other side, Zhou Tian and others heard this voice and also frowned.
Somehow, a figure suddenly flashed in their minds.
"Damn it, could these two people be the same person?"
They thought of that handsome young man who defeated them the other day at the Wind Moon Building.
Thinking of this possibility, they gasped in surprise.
In the crowd, Lin Xuan's eyes flickered.
They were naturally talking about him. However, he did not make a move immediately, because he didn't think his opponent was worth it.
The opponent was ranked ninth under the Third Prince, stronger than Dong Qianshan, but not by much.
To be honest, Lin Xuan wasn't very interested in such people.
He really wanted to take on Jiang Nantian and Han Li.
The reputation of these two was very strong and well-known among the younger generation in the Da Xuan Empire.
