Ye Qiu's voice echoed throughout the martial arts arena.
No one spoke, especially those who had previously claimed they wanted to make a wager with Ye Qiu; at this moment, they were even more silent.
"It seems not a single one of you is willing to honor your bet." Ye Qiu remarked casually.
"Kid, what's there to be smug about? Whether your pill is truly a Divine Grade Pill is still up for debate. Why do you conclude that we've lost the bet?" Zhu Yu retorted, though the divine pill had passed the Heavenly Tribulation, Zhu Yu still refused to accept the truth and wanted to tamper with Ye Qiu's divine pill.
"That's right, the pill was made by you. You can't just say whatever you like. What if you've made an upper-grade pill? Does that count as us losing too?" someone immediately chimed in.
