Brother, Calm Down

In the VIP private room.

Xiaolian didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she looked how Young Master Xu made his debut. She tilted her head and asked, "Is this appropriate? Are we just going to let him do whatever he wants?"

Yao Yue had a smile on her face.

"It's fine. He's a little flirtatious, but he's still a demi-saint's descendant. No matter how strange the request is, we have to satisfy it."

"After today's match, even if we lose the earnings from all the bets, the Heaven Geomantic Arena will still be able to earn it back in the next few days through other methods with Young Master Xu's exaggerated stunt."

Bet... Xiao Wanfeng's emotions were slightly stirred as he listened to the conversation between the two.

Previously, he didn't know of Young Master Xu's strength, but after learning that this was a master swordsman, who wouldn't want to place their bets?

"Brother Xin."