Jiang Lu's heart was struggling.
As a winner, even though he had paid a great price, he really had no need to raise the stakes further.
If he were to raise the stakes again, not only might he lose everything at hand, but he might also pay a greater price.
He turned around, looked toward the distant crowd, and beckoned them over.
Dong Wanggong's expression became somewhat pained: "As expected, still young, uncertain about many things? No worries, uncle is here to help you."
With that, he was the first to fly over.
The others looked around and then followed him.
Just as he arrived in front of Jiang Lu, Dong Wanggong squatted down and reached out his hand.
At first, he wanted to shake hands with Jiang Lu, but seeing that Jiang Lu was not interested, thinking he was shy, he instead shook hands with the Queen Mother of the West standing behind Jiang Lu.
"Don't be scared, uncle is here, anything you're unsure of you can ask me, uncle will be your strongest support."