"Master Han is really good at telling lies. If you lose tomorrow, you will be completely embarrassed!"
Zhao Li said calmly.
Han Shichang sneered and said: "Defeat?
I, Han Shichang, am already a seventh-level Martial Emperor and have officially entered the ranks of high-level Martial Emperors. I can't deal with you, a mere mid-level Martial Emperor!"
"Then I'll wait and see!"
Zhao Li was not angry, but looked calm and continued: "You three, take your people in, the banquet is about to begin!"
Han Shichang took the first step and without even looking at Zhao Li, he passed him by and entered the main courtyard.
Wang Zhaoyang and Yan Le bowed their hands to Zhao Li, and followed closely behind.
"Master! How can you indulge this Han Shichang like this?
He is really too arrogant and he is belittling you in front of you!"
Zhao Lin was furious and said with all his anger.
"Hmph! He can only be so arrogant today. After tomorrow, I will make him lose face!"
Zhao Li said coldly.
Zhao Lin and others were startled, and then looked at Zhao Li in surprise and uncertainty.
"Lord Mu Feng gave me a treasure that can help me win the gambling battle!"
After Zhao Li finished speaking, he entered the main courtyard, leaving Zhao Lin and others looking ecstatic.
They knew how powerful Mu Feng was, otherwise they would not have been able to quell the dragon problem in Zhao Wucheng with one person.
In their opinion, with the treasure given by Mu Feng, there is basically no suspense about the outcome of tomorrow's gambling battle.
"Master Han! You're here too. I haven't seen you for a long time!"
"Master Han, please come and be safe. You are now a famous figure in the Jiang Shen Domain! After being promoted to the seventh-level Martial Emperor, your Han family will surely rise in the future and become a super-first-class family!"
"..." After Han Shichang entered the main courtyard, many heads of aristocratic families at the banquet stood up one after another, picked up their wine glasses, smiled flatteringly at Han Shichang, and toasted to the latter humbly.
Han Shichang was promoted to the seventh level of the Martial Emperor, and received the Jiang family's handwriting to come to the Zhao family and Zhao Li for a bet. The news had already spread throughout the entire Jiang God Territory, and almost everyone knew about it.
Everyone present understood that Han Shichang had a promising future, and now they naturally took the initiative to build a good relationship with him. Some family heads even knelt down and flattered Han Shichang.
Han Shichang enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by stars, as if he had become the focus of the world. At the same time, he glanced at Zhao Li not far away with a slightly provocative look.
At this moment, Zhao Li was just sitting silently at the main table, but he was very lonely, because most of the people in the main courtyard were surrounding him, Han Shichang, and completely ignored Zhao Li, the host.
"This Han Shichang is quite interesting. Judging from his aura, it seems that he has just broken through not long ago, and his realm has not yet been completely stabilized. He hurriedly came to the Zhao family to bet with you. It seems that he did not take you seriously at all, Master Zhao!
"
Next to Zhao Li, Mu Feng, dressed in black robe, sat quietly. Next to him, Zhao Su'er was tirelessly holding the food on the table, with an intoxicated look on her pretty face.
Zhao Li smiled bitterly and said: "If it weren't for Master Mu Feng who came in time, even if Han Shichang's realm had not been consolidated, I would still be far from his opponent! Even though I am at the peak of the sixth-level Martial Emperor, I am only half a step away from the seventh-level Martial Emperor.
Difference!"
"But often this half step is like a chasm, the gap is very big, like the difference between clouds and mud! Fighting alone, Han Shichang can kill me within dozens of moves!"
Mu Feng nodded and said: "Unfortunately, his wishful thinking will come to nothing tomorrow. The higher he stands, the harder he will fall."
This dinner has completely become Han Shichang's home court, and he has become the well-deserved focus of the audience. Almost all the heads of the aristocratic families who attended the dinner are scrambling to establish relationships with Han Shichang.
Han Shichang became more and more proud, completely forgetting that this was the Zhao family, and even began to speak nonsense, almost every sentence was directed at Zhao Li and the Zhao family.
Even in his remarks, he already regarded the Zhao's Pier as his own, completely ignoring the ugly faces of the Zhao family members present.
If Zhao Li hadn't given the order, some members of the Zhao family might have stood up and confronted Han Shichang.
Soon, the banquet dispersed, and the heads of the aristocratic families present bid farewell to Zhao Li and left.
Han Shichang's team was the last to leave. Before leaving, Han Shichang looked at Zhao Li and grinned: "Master Zhao! There will be a gambling fight tomorrow. I advise you to just admit defeat!"
Zhao Li said calmly: "Why should I admit defeat?"
Han Shichang laughed and said: "If you don't admit defeat, I'm afraid I'll beat you to death without knowing the severity of my attack. That's not good! After all, you are the head of the Zhao family, so your life is quite valuable!"
Zhao Li sneered and said: "Han Shichang! You are too conceited. Don't think that just because you have been promoted to the seventh-level Martial Emperor, you are guaranteed to win! I won't give in easily even if I die tomorrow!
Let’s see if you have the ability to beat me to death!”
Han Shichang took a deep look at Zhao Li, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger, and said: "Okay! Head of the Zhao Li family, you are indeed a good man. I hope you can do what you said tonight, and you will not admit defeat even if I fight to death tomorrow!"
Still looking forward to it!”
Zhao Li looked at Han Shichang's leaving figure coldly, and couldn't help clenching his fists tightly. Although now that he had the soul-inducing bone flag given by Mu Feng, he was sure of winning, and he didn't take Han Shichang too seriously.
But Han Shichang was crowding him everywhere tonight and provoking him, which had filled his heart with anger. If he hadn't been sensible, he might not have been able to control himself and would have fought with Han Shichang.
"Master Zhao! Didn't you say that the Jiang family would send someone to be the referee?
Why didn’t I see you tonight?”
Mu Feng patted Zhao Li on the shoulder and asked curiously.
Zhao Li calmed down and said, "I invited that person from the Jiang family, but he was rejected. He doesn't seem willing to come to my Zhao family for a banquet."
Mu Feng nodded and said: "The gambling battle will begin tomorrow, so calm down! This Han Shichang has not even consolidated his realm yet, so he comes to challenge you, so he will definitely lose tomorrow!"
Zhao Li nodded heavily. He knew very well how powerful the ghost in the bone flag given to him by Mu Feng was. No ordinary seventh-level martial emperor could be a match for that ghost, let alone Han Shichang, a guy who had just been promoted and had not even consolidated his realm.