“Very well!”

Tina bit her lips; her face was full of contempt and condescension. “If you can get blood from the horns of the Gourami Dragonfish King, I will take back my words and apologize to you! But if you lied to me, the Ryukin Gold Altar will kill you!”

When she said that, she could not help but look at Alan. He still laid there, numbed by the venom, and he was barely breathing. He did not even have the energy to speak.

If it were under normal circumstances, she would not even bother with Darryl.

However, she had no choice. Her master’s life hung by a thread. As long as there was hope, she would try it.

“Apologize?” Darryl chuckled lightly. He shook his head. “I don’t need you to apologize. I just want to bet with the Ryukin Gold Altar.”

A bet?

Tina furrowed her brows. She looked at her brothers and asked, “What do you want to bet on?”

Darryl smiled and looked at her. He said, “If I manage to get the blood and save your master, then all of the Ryukin Gold Altar disciples