"What do you mean by this? Are you deliberately making things difficult for me?" At that moment, extreme dissatisfaction welled up in Han Yu's eyes.
"I'm not sure I understand what you mean," the Ancient Snake Clan elder said.
"When I lost the glass orb to Chu Feng earlier, why didn't you mention this rule?" Han Yu asked.
"It can be given away as a wager, but it cannot be traded for money," the Ancient Snake Clan elder replied.
"There's actually such a rule? Who are you trying to fool?" Han Yu said, clearly unconvinced.
"Young Master Han Yu, this is the rule. This old man is merely following the rules, so I would ask that Young Master Han Yu also abide by them and not make things difficult for me," the Ancient Snake Clan elder said.
"Fine. I'll follow the rules." Han Yu nodded through gritted teeth, then walked back to the chessboard and said, "Is anyone willing to play a game with me, Han Yu? If I lose, I'll use that glass orb as the wager."
After speaking, Han Yu added another sentence: "I, Han Yu, will remember this favor."
"Me! Brother Han Yu, I'm willing to bet with you."
The moment Han Yu said this, quite a few people stepped forward. They were practically fighting over the chance to wager against Han Yu.
Though it was called a wager, it was essentially giving their glass orbs to Han Yu for free.
But this was to be expected. Given Han Yu's reputation across the Great Thousand Upper Realm, there were already countless people who would jump at the chance to build a connection with him.
Now that such an opportunity had presented itself, naturally no one wanted to let it slip by.
"Betting the glass orb as a wager is not permitted. If you do not wish to enter the mountain, you may leave on your own, but the glass orb must remain." But just then, the Ancient Snake Clan elder spoke up once more.
"I have no grudge against you. Why must you make things so difficult for me?" Han Yu asked the Ancient Snake Clan elder.
"Exactly. This is going too far," Yuwen Hualong and Yuwen Tingyi echoed at the same time.
At that moment, not only did the three of them feel that the Ancient Snake Clan elder was making things difficult for Han Yu — almost everyone present thought the same thing.
"I don't understand. How am I making things difficult for you? I am simply following the rules," the Ancient Snake Clan elder said, wearing a look of complete innocence, as though he truly had no idea what he had done wrong.
"You just said betting was allowed. Why isn't it allowed now?" Han Yu asked.
"Oh, so that's the question. I can answer that for you."
"Earlier, when you were wagering against young friend Chu Feng, it was indeed permitted."
"But it is no longer permitted now," the Ancient Snake Clan elder said.
"You!!!" At that moment, Han Yu was so furious he nearly coughed up blood.
This was absurdly unreasonable, and the unfairness was blatant. This was clearly a direct attack on Han Yu.
"I want to see the Ancient Snake Clan Chief! I want to see your Clan Chief!"
"This is too much! You've gone way too far!"
"I want to see your Clan Chief!!!"
All at once, Han Yu exploded, letting out a series of piercing, rage-filled roars.
He was genuinely infuriated by the Ancient Snake Clan elder.
"Young friend, is there something the matter?"
And after Han Yu had only shouted a few times, a colossal figure appeared within the great hall.