C1181 The Prize

"Master, since Junior has agreed to the competition, why don't we add some prizes?" Qiu Long suggested.

Right now, he only wanted to trample Zhan Tianming to the ground.

After all, Zhan Tianming's appearance had covered up the halo on his body, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

Ling Chenfeng nodded slightly. "En, this is also good. This way, you two brothers will also put in more effort