However, in front of Yuchi, I gradually found myself losing the right to speak. It was always this man leading me forward. And when Yuchi said it was just a wager of ten taels of silver, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in my heart. After all, even if... even if I lost, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Had he calculated everything this far?
Not far away, in an inn.
Yu Yao's father had already snuck over to take a look. After receiving continuous updates from his subordinates, he too let out a heavy sigh of relief.
"Master, what do you think?" A long-serving servant beside him pretended not to know, asking with a casual smile.
"Guess?" Yu Yao's father smiled easily.
The two exchanged a knowing smile.
Things were now very clear. This Yuchi from the Celestial Craft Workshop must be a very methodical person, someone who has tried to keep everything under control. So, would such a person rashly agree to a duel with Yu Yao and take on a battle with no assurance?
