Because of this, he had waited until the very end to step forward.
As for proposing the Longevity Pill Recipe as the stake, on one hand, Ghost Hand himself was likewise curious about the Longevity Pill and its recipe. His life span was also running low. On the other hand, he intended to use the Longevity Pill Recipe to fully repay the favors he owed the Gai Family.
Of course, if he really lost to Jing Yan, he would still owe nothing to the Gai Family. They had asked him to strike against Jing Yan, and he had agreed, committing to do his best. If he lost, it was regrettable, but the Gai Family could say nothing against him.
Guiyang watched Jing Yan, his face etched with the marks of years, wearing a faint smile.
He could see clearly that there was a trap laid out before him, one set by Jing Yan. Yet, it seemed he had no choice but to enter into it.
If he lost, he would have to join the Splendid Dojo and serve under Jing Yan.
