This old man in purple clothes smiled wretchedly at the demon gods, stretching out his hand.
Perhaps he thought his smile was very amiable, but the expressions of those demon gods looked as if they were about to cry.
"Master Jiu, we..."
These losing demon gods wanted to say something but were interrupted by the little old man in purple: "Willing to bet, admit to losing. You just lost, are you trying to renege on your debt?"
When he said this, the demon gods wisely kept their mouths shut. This little old man was the ninth strongest being of Demon God Mountain, and their strength was far inferior to his. This master had no other hobby except loving to gamble, trying various betting methods.
Initially, everyone in Demon God Mountain, whether Great Demons or Divine Beasts, had been fooled, but later everyone became afraid because they were simply no match for Master Jiu.
