Falling back to Qi Xiuyuan's side.

Outside, there were screams.

But Wu Yun's eyes were fixed on Xue Shicheng and the three of them.

Except for Xue Shicheng's face, which was a bit strange, Fu Haisheng and Hu Shengsheng both lowered their heads, their faces flushed.

Wu Yun did not save any face for them, saying: "I think you know better than me what to do."

Not surprisingly, they were resistant.

After all, it would be too embarrassing for them to kneel down to Wu Yun in front of everyone.

But they only heard Qi Xiuyuan say: "If you are willing to gamble, you must admit defeat. I am not partial. If Wu Yun loses, the same thing will happen. I will personally ask him to hand over the Demon Feather Golden Bell."

After hearing this, the three people's already shattered inner defenses collapsed.

He knelt on the ground and said, "Big brother!"

But while calling him big brother, he was probably scolding all the eighteen generations of Wu Yun's ancestors in his heart.

Wu Yun knew that they were not convinced, but he did not make any announcement.

This is the boldness of a master of arts.
Chapter completed!