He is the Holy Son, and he has been successful all these years.

It is impossible to let Xiao Chen become a stumbling block and hinder his progress.

He is the man destined to reach the top.

…

"Miss, there is no response from the Holy Son."

A maid held a sound transmission stone and said to the woman wearing a white veil.

"Oh, are you too embarrassed to answer my call?"

The woman sneered, knowing what the Holy Son was thinking.

"This time, he suffered huge losses. Even Xu Zhenting and the others died... It's hard to explain."

"Yes, who would have thought that Xu Zhenting and the others would die."

The old woman next to me said slowly.

"In terms of strength, Xu Zhenting is not weaker than Lao Shen."

"Aunt Rong, I remember you won last time."

The woman looked at the old woman and said.

"Last time, it was my flying needle technique that caught him off guard. It was just a fluke."

The old woman shook her head.

"What are your plans next?"

"Continue to watch the excitement. Based on my understanding of the Holy Son, he probably won't give up..."

The woman said softly.

"He will definitely look for another chance."

"Is there no one available for him?"

The old woman frowned slightly.

"Haha, don't forget his identity. As long as he is willing, he can still find some people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for him."

The woman smiled.

"This is the time to place bets. Naturally, some people are willing to place bets on him."
Chapter completed!