"Master Walker, if you were to lose, do you agree to surrender the Herbal Pavilion to Remus Calsberg?"
Lance replied with confidence, "Indeed. I would not only hand over the Herbal Pavilion but also willingly kneel before him and address him as my master. Since I have committed to this, I will not turn back on my word!"
Lance's confidence in winning was unwavering. His reluctance to compete stemmed from his belief that it was simply a waste of time.
Zaiden declared solemnly, "Alright, since both parties have agreed, let's begin now!"
Once Zaiden officiated the duel, the disciples of the Herbal Pavilion couldn't help but sneer. They all had the same thoughts. From that moment on, it meant that Remus Calsberg's life had begun its countdown.
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