"Hmph!"
The Western Monk grunted coldly but didn't call out Su Ran's lie on the spot. He saw clearly that this kid had made the bet confidently from the moment he walked in, showing not a bit of worry—what false joy, all lies!
Humans, truly deceitful creatures!
Fortunately, his teammates understood the situation's gravity and didn't disturb Su Ran, patiently waiting for him to cleanse the rare poison.
Twenty minutes passed, and the poison within the poison tumor was finally drawn out, allowing the Western Monk to recover to normal.
"Human, you've won the bet this time."
The Western Monk was indeed straightforward and handed over a mechanized wooden box to Su Ran, speaking with a cool voice, "This is the wager you deserve, take it quickly, and don't bother me here."
"Thank you for the generous gift, senior, I shall shamelessly accept it."