"Yes, the previous contest was about dividing the territory of the Monan Grassland, while the final contest will determine the ownership of the entire Monan Grassland. Mu Rufeng, do you dare to wager? If your Fengyue Pavilion wins, the entire territory of the Monan Grassland will belong to your Fengyue Pavilion," said the Fang family head with a cold and cunning expression. Although he hid it well, Mu Rufeng and the others still caught it.
Neither Mu Rufeng, Mu Qianyue, nor Nalan Jing were fools. Such an obvious scheme, if they couldn't see it, it would be laughable.
"Alright, we accept," Mu Qianyue said, a cold arc appearing on her lips. Seeing the Fang family head frowning slightly at her, she turned to Mu Rufeng and said, "Pavilion Master, agree to it. After all, it's the entire Monan Grassland. What if we win?"
Then she winked at Mu Rufeng.
The ice on Mu Rufeng's face seemed to melt instantly, and he laughed, "Alright, I'll listen to you."
