He scanned the group of arrogant youths whose eyes were practically ablaze and said,
"Looks like you're not the only one itching for a fight with me."
"But I don't like fighting people for no good reason."
As he spoke,
he casually pulled out five demon cores.
Every single one was at Fourth Level Core Formation.
"I figure you're here for the demon cores too."
"Let's make this practical: let's bet on them!"
"If you win, you get all five of these cores."
"If you lose, you owe me five cores!"
Shang Shiqiu sprang to her feet, ready to accept the challenge.
But someone grabbed her arm.
"Junior Sister Shang, calm down!"
"Look at the cores in his hand first before deciding."
Shang Shiqiu focused her gaze on the cores.
Her pupils shrank abruptly: "Fourth Level Core Formation demon cores—all five?"
She swallowed a tiny gulp of saliva.
*The defiance she felt earlier vanished entirely.*
