"Hua Lidian, are you fucking sick, why the hell are you still gambling?" Ren Dongmeng couldn't help but curse out loud, then stared intently at the Iron Bone Flying Vulture and demanded, "Where the hell did this Reverse Soul Realm demon beast come from?"
"What the hell does it have to do with us? Even if it appeared out of thin air, we in the Overlord Commerce wouldn't give a damn."
Hua Lidian's voice was slightly hoarse, and in his excitement, he blurted out swear words.
A wild glint shone in his eyes. Although there was a rule in the Overlord Commerce not to get involved in any conflict, it was damn thrilling.
Sikong Jing had actually disguised himself as a Soul Eater to assassinate Mo Ci!
Hua Lidian recognized it—the moment Mo Ci appeared, he had thought of it, and now he was one hundred percent sure!
That's why he wanted to make a bet with the high-and-mighty Ren Dongmeng.
Crack crack...
