C63 The Might of the Secret Treasure

"Disappointed?"

Yang Qianhuan's eyebrows quirked as she glanced at Bai Lin, her lips curving into a smile that blossomed into a stunning display of beauty.

"I'd love to let them down, but that hinges on whether you've got the chops to make it happen."

Their gazes clashed midair, thick with tension.

"Alright, if you're both ready, then..."

The referee, sensing the Spirit Aura's growing tumult