“Gongsun Dade, Gongsun Guyun, you two are getting on in years. As the saying goes, youth has the upper hand. If I were to injure you, others would surely say that I am bullying the weak.”

Fang Han remained calm, looking directly at the aggressive Gongsun Dade, and said in a measured tone, "How about we make a bet? The loser leaves the Divine Weapon Pavilion immediately."

"Okay, how do we bet?"

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Dade's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he responded without hesitation.

He thought to himself, "This kid is really overestimating himself, actually proposing a bet. He's practically courting death."

“If you can buy weapons from the Divine Weapon Pavilion, I will leave immediately; otherwise, you two will have to leave.”

Fang Han remained calm.

"You brat, is your mental illness still not completely cured? My brother already said that we pre-ordered two spirit weapons from the Divine Weapon Pavilion."

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Guyun immediately let out a disdainful sneer, his face full of mockery. "We not only paid the deposit, but the Divine Weapon Pavilion also sent word that we should come to pick up the goods today. Your bet has already been lost before it even started."

"You two are just spouting nonsense. Tell me if you dare to bet. You're not just good at talking, are you?" Fang Han's expression was cold, and his tone carried a hint of provocation.

"Alright, I'll accept your bet today! But let me make this clear: if you lose and then try to back out and refuse to leave, don't blame us for throwing you right off this Divine Weapon Pavilion!"

Gongsun Guyun was thoroughly enraged by Fang Han's calm and composed demeanor and immediately spoke up.

"It's a deal, and I'll accept the consequences of my bet."

Fang Han's expression remained calm as water, his gaze sweeping over Gongsun Guyun with a detached and unperturbed tone.

At this moment, the onlookers were filled with suspicion.

They whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with doubt and confusion. What kind of bet was this?

In their view, Fang Han's move was simply asking for trouble, clearly jumping into a trap of losing.

After all, everyone present had heard that Gongsun Dade and Gongsun Guyun had pre-ordered weapons from the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and in their eyes, the outcome of this gamble was already decided.

"Fang Han, you're definitely going to lose this time!"

A smug smile appeared on Gongsun Dade's face, as if he could already see Fang Han's pathetic departure.

Immediately, he shouted from a short distance away, "Deacon Wang, what are you waiting for? Quickly bring the weapons that my Gongsun family ordered!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a lean and wiry man strode out of the inner hall of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

This man was none other than Steward Wang, who was in charge of the fifth floor of the Divine Weapon Pavilion. His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, his posture was upright, and his every move exuded competence.

At this moment, his face was cold and stern. He walked straight up to Gongsun Dade and Gongsun Guyun, his voice as cold as the north wind in the dead of winter: "You two should stop shouting here and leave the Divine Weapon Pavilion immediately."

This sudden order to leave was like a bombshell dropped into an already tense atmosphere, instantly plunging the scene into a deathly silence.

Upon hearing this, everyone present wondered if they had misheard. For a moment, they looked at each other in astonishment.

All eyes were focused on Deacon Wang, as if trying to find a reasonable explanation on his face.

"Deacon Wang, what do you mean by that? You...you want to kick me and my brother out?"

Gongsun Guyun's face turned deathly pale instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

They originally intended to humiliate Fang Han, but unexpectedly, they ended up being humiliated by the Divine Weapon Pavilion instead.

“That’s right. You spoke rudely to Mr. Fang Han, our distinguished guest from the Divine Weapon Pavilion. Today, the Divine Weapon Pavilion does not welcome you two.”

Deacon Wang's expression was serious, and his tone was resolute, leaving no room for negotiation.

Although Steward Wang is not one of the four stewards of Lin Yin Pavilion, he is Lin Xunhuan's trusted confidant.

He was well aware of Fang Han's special status in the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and he had clearly seen the scene of Fang Han making a bet with the Gongsun siblings.

He didn't need to consult Lin Xunhuan; he made the decision decisively because he knew in his heart that Fang Han was the real behind-the-scenes boss of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and protecting Fang Han's dignity was protecting the dignity of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

"The Divine Weapon Pavilion is actually trying to drive away two powerful figures from the Gongsun family because of Fang Han? That would put the two sides at odds."

"It seems that Fang Han has a special relationship with the Divine Weapon Pavilion."

"Given the Fang family's status and position, why would the Divine Weapon Pavilion need to offend the Gongsun family and help Fang Han like this?"

Immediately, discussions arose.