"You can absolutely trust our king's credibility, no one can control them. Of course, to ensure the fairness of the betting, you can also choose two cultivators to replace the golden-eyed toads in the race, and the losing cultivator will be executed on the spot. For the sake of their own lives, they will also try their utmost to win the race, don't you think?"
Teng said with a smile, "Of course, the golden-eyed toads are the same, the loser will be executed, and they will also try their utmost."
Everyone listening had strange expressions, they were not thinking about who would be executed, but whether if they lost the bet, would they also become a tool to replace the golden-eyed toads, with their fates controlled by others.
As Teng was speaking, two crew members dressed in black had already arrived at the front of the race track.
"Do you choose the speed race between cultivators, or between golden-eyed toads?" Teng asked the man.
