Zhong Ming was stunned by her words. Of course, he wasn't worried about losing the bet, but surprised that there was an unexpected bonus to be had.
'Wait, so this "playing the fool to get the upper hand" routine actually works?'
In truth, it wasn't that his act was so effective, but that Zhong Ming's disguise of absolute arrogance was just too convincing.
Or perhaps, it wasn't a disguise at all!
He was genuinely confident he could claim the title of Child of the Morning Star.
For him, achieving Initiation in an ordinary Cultivation Technique was a complete breeze.
At this moment, he was simply being himself.
It was just that for a Cultivator from a minor sect to dare say such things was, in itself, something that defied all logic.
Even if Zhong Ming had said it plainly, no one else would have believed him.
When Zhong Ming spoke now, his tone was utterly flippant and his attitude careless and rude. It gave everyone the impression that he was just bragging.
