Yang Wei took great pride in his occupation as a teacher, and the rowdy atmosphere that had arisen irked him to no end. It was more suitable for a streetside show than a classroom! However, he had no choice but to bear with it. The priority was still to deal with Zu An. “Since that’s the case, we shall have the students here bear witness to the proceedings, lest someone refuses to acknowledge the bet later on.”

Zu An raised a hand to forestall him. “Wait a moment.”

“Why? Are you afraid now?” Yang Wei asked with a frown. He was worried that Zu An would back down at the last second.

“Afraid?” Zu An burst into laughter. “No way! I just want to find a witness for our bet.”

Yang Wei gestured to the students around him and asked, “Are these people not enough for you?”

“Of course not!” Zu An replied matter-of-factly. “If you win, these witnesses would be enough for you. However, if I win, I’m afraid that we won’t have enough say to make you fulfill the end of your promise. After all, we’re all of lower standing than you.”

“Are you saying that I’d lose to you?” Yang Wei snorted angrily. 

He might not have excelled as a cultivator, but he was still proud of his expertise when it came to arithmetic. No one was allowed to question his ability in that field.

“Nothing is for certain in this world. If you aren’t willing to do it, let’s just call off the bet.” Zu An shrugged before turning to leave.

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