Eternal Holy Emperor

Ye Chen accepted the bet, much to everyone’s surprise. Nearly everyone had thought that Ye Chen would not agree, considering he was no longer the unparalleled prodigy who broke into the Innate Realm at the age of thirteen; with his Dantian damaged, where did this confidence and audacity come from to accept Xia Mang’s wager?

Unexpectedly, Vivian did not stop Ye Chen from taking the bet, seemingly having considerable faith in him.

Hua Shaoyang’s face wore a strange expression as he said to Xia Mang, "Mr. Xia, you’d better be careful. There’s something odd about this man."

But Xia Mang didn’t care at all and chuckled coldly, "He’s just a piece of trash. What’s there to worry about? I actually want to see this trash kneel down and apologize to this young master, thinking about how to humiliate him is the greatest pleasure."

If you knew his identity, you wouldn’t dare humiliate him even if you had ten times the courage, Hua Shaoyang moved his lips, sighed silently, and after all did not reveal Ye Chen’s good relations with Master Li Yun of Danxin Palace.

Moreover, Hua Shaoyang was also curious to know where Ye Chen got his confidence from to meet Xia Mang’s challenge. Had he truly recovered his former Cultivation, or was he just bluffing to intimidate Xia Mang?

This was a point well worth waiting to see.

The lady in red also looked at Ye Chen with great interest, full of anticipation.

"Ye Chen, since you’ve agreed, come forward and test now, let us see if you, this piece of trash, have recovered your Cultivation or not," Xia Mang sarcastically taunted, uncovering the old scars.

At this moment, everyone was looking forward to Ye Chen stepping forward to test, but just then he shook his head and said, "Sorry, I don’t want to bet anymore."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was taken aback. He had just agreed, and now he was reneging so soon.