Chapter 1211: The Little Broken Bowl Shows Its Power

"Hmph, why should I bet with you, and what can you offer me?"

The elder snorted coldly, not bothering to answer. His disciple ranked last among all the participants from the three caves and six mansions, and it was his disciple who would initiate the first layer of the trial. Although he had absolute confidence in his disciple, he couldn't guarantee that this bald guy wouldn't play tricks. There was no need to engage in a meaningless contest of pride.

"I'll give you one hundred million."

Li Xiaobai said indifferently.

"Pfft!"

The elder hadn't responded yet, but Huhua next to him couldn't help laughing out loud, her branches quivering in amusement.

"One hundred million?"

"And you?"

"At such a solemn occasion, you bald man still have the mood to joke? Better prepare for your disciple's funeral instead."

Huhua spoke with a chilly look in her eyes.