The Battle of Wills

The zero written on the paper had attracted everyone's attention, especially Xiaoyao Polong and Taishi Dan's. Anger could clearly be seen on their faces as their plans had been spoiled by a stranger.

Meiqi also looked at Ye Mo with murderous intent, as he was the only man who had not watched her dance.

"Is he a prophet or something?"

"That's the closest number to the price that the Pleasure Society had offered!"

"What luck! Not only did he get the Cursed Pearl without wasting any Stabilizing Pills, he even got a night with Meiqi."

It was a risk for Ye Mo to write zero on the paper. If not for Taishi Dan, he would've also written 70,000.

"Where did that brat come from?" Xiaoyao Polong shouted as he glared at Ye Mo. All of his energy was suddenly focused on both of his palms as if all of his Energy Shaping Ninth Realm powers were about to explode.