Gan Zhen's expression froze. He hadn't expected Wenren Bingying to refuse even the Ice Soul Sword he had carefully prepared. Feeling a bit embarrassed, he said unwillingly, "Junior Sister Bingying, this sword was specially made for you by someone I had tailored. It's a perfect match for you. Why did you refuse it?"
“Senior Brother Ganzhen, I cannot accept a reward without merit. Your sword is extremely precious, how could Bingying dare to accept it? Please do not make things difficult for Bingying.”
Wenren Bingying said calmly, "If Chi Yuan were to give her a sixth-grade spirit sword, she would treasure even a third-grade spirit sword, let alone a sixth-grade one. As for Gan Zhen? She wouldn't care for anything better he gave her."
"Well... then I'll take it back for now. Junior sister can ask me for it anytime she wants it."
Gan Zhen, having suffered a setback, looked rather unpleasant. Under the gloating gazes of Lin Wuya and the others, he reluctantly put away the Ice Soul Sword.
"Junior Sister Bingying, your five-year bet is about to begin, isn't it? I wonder if I could go and watch, so I can cheer you on."
Gan Zhen was very skilled at cultivating his composure; he quickly regained his composure and spoke gently with a concerned expression.
"No need, Senior Brother Ganzhen. It's just an insignificant bet. There's no need for you to trouble yourself."
Wenren Bingying replied somewhat coldly, her expression already showing some impatience.
It's unimportant?
Gan Zhen naturally did not believe this explanation. Not to mention that Wenren Bingying suffered countless criticisms because of this, just the fact that Wenren Bingying risked her life to enter the Abyss of Death with the cultivation of a Heavenly Spirit Master before the battle shows how important this gamble was to Wenren Bingying.
"Not at all, I'm just going to watch the battle. Why would I trouble myself to go to such lengths? I just want to see my junior sister's beauty. I hope she can give me a chance."
Gan Zhen spoke sincerely.
"I already said, there's no need for you to trouble yourself, Senior Brother!"
Wenren Bingying's face turned completely cold. She said stiffly, then took to the air and flew away, "Master, let's go."
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