A Pleased Huang Chen

"It looks like you still remember." Deng Wei sneered. "If it weren't for you, it'd be easy for my nephew to enter the sect with his innate talent, but all thanks to you, he no longer has any fate to enter the Moon Illumination Sect for his entire life."

"Deacon Deng, instead of hating me right here, why don't you ask that nephew of yours why couldn't he defeat me?" After casting a nonchalant glance at Deng Wei, Duan Ling Tian could not be bothered with him anymore.

His attention landed on the Crystal Card in his hand.

The Merit Points in his Crystal Card now was close to 2.1 million Merit Points now. Out of the Merit Points, 100,000 belonged to him while the rest were the wagers that he received.

"With the capital that I have in my hand, I can still take in a wager of one million," Duan Ling Tian muttered. At the same time, he looked at the group of outer court deacons and elders surrounding him before thinking to himself, "They really can keep their cool."