Wan Ning's move was tantamount to forcing Lin Xuan's hand. Refusing would be an admission of insufficient talent and a lack of confidence. But if he agreed, the difficulty was too high. His opponent had clearly come prepared; to make such a proposal, he must be certain of victory.
Lin Xuan furrowed his brow. Wan Ning's visit was similar to Zhang Qi's last time—both were here to intimidate him. But this Wan Ning was clearly far more insidious than Zhang Qi; he had even proposed a wager!
"Wan Ning, you're playing this trick again! Brother Lin, don't agree to it!" From Liu Xuan's words, it was clear this wasn't the first time Wan Ning had pulled something like this.
Among the top ten, Wan Ning was undoubtedly the one who was challenged the most. Anyone who wanted to break into the top ten had to challenge him. Thus, he was challenged every month or two. Of course, a wager was always mandatory, or else there'd be no prize to speak of.
