"Very well, it’s a deal!" Yu Hao agreed readily, a glimmer of craftiness flashing in his eyes.
At the same time, Ouyang Lin tugged at Yu Lulu’s sleeve and pointed to his own throat. Seeing this, Yu Lulu immediately understood and asked, "Binshen Holy Lord, since the duel is now confirmed, shouldn't you lift the seal on Brother Lin?"
"Oh, right, right. I almost forgot about this chatterbox." Yang Fan chuckled and snapped his fingers.
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