As Xuan Haoran was feeling indecisive, he heard Jiang Wuque's voice beside his ear, "Let that kid lose some face!"
"Heh heh, I don't think you're unwilling to show us, but rather you simply can't, right? Zheng Jingren, how about this, as long as you can bring out more than three million inheritance stones, I'll give you one for every extra one you have. How does that sound?"
Heart brimming with confidence, Xuan Haoran's demeanor was full of smug pride.
One for one sounded incredibly laid-back, but in reality, it was a huge gamble. If Zheng Jingren could bring out ten million inheritance stones more, then Xuan Haoran would have to compensate ten million stones.
However, neither Xuan Haoran nor the members of the Supreme Alliance believed they would have to compensate, so they each stood there with smirking smiles, watching as if expecting a joke to unfold.
Zheng Jingren's face changed color as he rubbed his hands together and said, "Your bare words, who would believe them?"