"That's not necessarily the case. Whether he's just putting up a brave front or not, I think it's best to let him speak for himself..."
The wolf-headed, man-bodied Langye sneered with sinister contempt. His eyes flickered toward Chen Fei, and a corner of his fanged mouth curled into a cold smirk. "Well, kid? You called us to a halt. Are you going to bet or not!? Don't tell me Tian Zheng really hit the nail on the head, eh? HAHAHA..." His laughter was brimming with naked disdain and mockery.
If Chen Fei was merely bluffing and spouting empty words, their purpose for coming here would be completely fulfilled. They would have trampled all over the dignity of both Chen Fei and the Exquisite Sect, leaving them utterly humiliated and without a shred of face.
