Ming Siyuan paled, his face turning a tint of blue. He coldly snorted again and again. What sort of status did the young master have? She was related to the legacy of the Great Desolate Lake and it was impossible for her to enter Cleansing Temple. However, the bet had been made in public view of everyone. If they reneged on their promise, he feared this would draw the condemnation of the people.

Moreover, how could Cleansing Temple give up on such a wonderful opportunity?

Just how would he be able to resolve this matter?

Revered Ming felt as if his head would explode. He also couldn’t help but complain a bit towards that fellow daoist Baoyu he had yet to see. If it weren’t for that person, he would never have allowed this bet between the miss and Zhao Jiutian to proceed. Even if they reneged on their promise back then, at least they could have found a reason to do so. But in this present situation, it was far too embarrassing.

Yun Yilan faintly smiled. “Why is Revered Ming so worried? The Great Desolate Lake and Cleansing Temple are both lofty and pivotal influences within my Southshine Nation. Perhaps Miss White’s trip this time can be a turning point for both sides to cooperate. Afterwards, we can all coexist in harmony and both sides can help promote each other’s development. Wouldn’t that be a wonderful ending?”

Yuan Tiangang spewed out a line of vicious curses in his heart, but...