The two who lost the rock-paper-scissors match exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with utter helplessness, as if caught in an inescapable trap of fate.
One of them finally couldn't help himself. He cupped his fists, dropped to one knee, and said earnestly, "My Lord, might we change the rules? Allow the two of us to temporarily suppress our cultivation to the Heavenly King Level so we can fight the two young masters on fair terms. If they suffer the slightest injury, please spare us punishment—only then dare we accept this fight. Otherwise, my Lord, you might as well kill us outright!"
His tone was righteous and unyielding. Su Han stroked his chin in thought.
Chapter 200