Tan Yunhe raised his head and looked at Wang Jinkun, "How did you know my leg is injured?"
Tan Yunhe wasn't foolish; if he still didn't realize he had fallen into Wang Jinkun's trap, he would be terribly naive.
Wang Jinkun smirked coldly, "Tan Yunhe, your Tan Family Leg is indeed formidable, but I, Wang Jinkun, am not someone to be underestimated. Do you really think money is useless?"
"Money makes the world go round. You kept your leg injury well concealed, but surely, there are no walls completely impervious to wind."
"Truth is, if you weren't careless, it wouldn't have been easy to defeat you, but who's to blame for your overconfidence?"
Wang Jinkun sneered secretly; selecting Tan Yunhe for the first match was meticulously calculated and the choice with the highest chance of victory.
As for Tan Yunhe's leg injury.
Wang Jinkun wouldn't reveal that it was part of his longtime plan.
"In this match, the Hunyuan Xingyi Sect's Wang Jinkun wins."
