After finishing his words, Pei Yan sat silently in his seat and lit a cigar. Xila raised her glass, swirled it around, and continued, "Moreover, that Magic Plane you defeated and humiliated in the team match, I can definitely tell you, this time, several major Planes' Origin will personally cultivate and guide the contestants for this individual competition! Not only that, but the top training resources and materials from each Plane will be poured into these contestants."
"Alright! I already know how strong they can become. Now, tell me what you can offer me and what you need me to do!" After listening to Xila's account, Pei Yan extinguished the remaining half of the cigar, placed it back in the cigar box, picked up the glass of wine in front of him, drank it all in one go, feeling the thick alcohol flow into his body, and tasted the unique bloody taste of the Demon Blood Wine lingering in his mouth. Pei Yan pushed the glass back towards Xila and said straightforwardly.
