Chapter 457: I Bet on Holy Dragon Palace, Win!

Dark Wing Commander?

Upon hearing this, Ning Jingjing suddenly looked up, a sharp gleam flashing across her eyes.

She understood what Ji Ming intended to do. Although Ji Ming had never met the Dark Wing Commander and didn't know he was Sikong Jing, he had learned from Ji Han that he was only twenty years old. Who wouldn't want to lay claim to such a Martial Arts genius?

Moreover, if Ji Ming won, he could also avenge his young Imperial Uncle Ji Han.

Beigong Xianfeng had obviously thought through this too and nodded in response, "My Dark Wing Commander is not some object, but of course, I can agree..."

"And since we're discussing corresponding stakes, if I win, I want the Seven Wolf Guards of Prince Seven," he continued.

As soon as these words dropped, Ji Han and others couldn't help the icy gleams flashing in their eyes.

The Seven Wolf Guards were precisely the protectors that Ji Ming had painstakingly cultivated, consisting of seven hundred men.