Sitle regretted in the moment she shouted out, especially feeling the curious glances from all directions.

Dammit, my face is really lost now.

However, complying with the bet means only she loses face personally, whereas rejecting the bet would disgrace the entire Chris Lineage or even the whole Golden Country.

When compared like this, it seems losing face on her own isn’t entirely unacceptable.

Elder Radiant Dragon could only comfort herself this way.

Of course, this didn’t prevent her from casting threatening looks filled with suppressed anger at the curious onlookers.

Hmm, am I incapable of handling these onlookers just because I struggle with the young lady?

Her tactic indeed proved effective.

Most of those initially curious glances quickly retreated, after all, given her status as a Golden Town Elder and her top-tier Peak strength, she was not easy to provoke.

Not everyone has the courage of the young lady to dare to stroke the dragon’s beard.

Of course, those intimidated are mostly the weaker Great Witches, while some peers among the Peaks not only weren’t afraid, they seemed more amused.

Hehehe, they clearly recalled the wager between the young lady and Sitle before, and it appears Old Deng has indeed exported herself.

Joy, it is truly hilarious that an Elder of the Golden Country is now to be the young lady’s servant, at her disposal.

But speaking of which, why did Old Deng suddenly turn young, that’s hot, she indeed still retains her charm?

Some of the younger Peak Witches thought curiously.

While older ones or those formerly acquainted with Sitle laughed even more joyfully.

Hahaha, it’s killing me, this guy has always been battling her looks to prove she can be a big sister rather than a matron, but now it seems she lost the battle, becoming someone else’s lover.

Hehehe, a steed, laugh.....

Seeing this couple of old nemeses with joyful smiles, Sitle was burning with rage, but had to accept it helplessly.

Though these old figures are lesser than her in a fight, their backing forces are formidable, even she wouldn’t dare provoke them lightly, letting them laugh.

Grr, dammit, I’d rather be killed, let me die already.

Heart heavy with frustration and despair, Elder Radiant Dragon thought.

"So, is the Kengan tournament happening or not?"

This time, hearing such a query, Sitle looked up and saw her young master watching her.

"What do you think?"

In her anger, she retorted indifferently.

"Senior Wenwen, let’s continue discussing tomorrow’s headlines."

Dorothy didn’t indulge the steed aunty, she directly turned to her companion.

Wenwen was naturally cooperative, she clearly saw that the young lady wasn’t summoning herself for real headlines, but to intimidate this Golden Town Elder.

The Black Wing Witch had no complaints, after all, the descendants of the Sage of Lies are naturally Joyful Witches, witnessing Sitle, a Peak Boss, in such frustration and helplessness proved worthwhile.

Hahaha, indeed following the young lady, there’s no fear of a dull life, something interesting to see every day.

"Wait, I’m sorry, I was wrong, my attitude was incorrect, I’ll change, never again."

Sitle, realizing the situation, hurriedly admitted enthusiastically.

Of course, she saw that the young lady and Big-mouthed Crows were indeed in cahoots, but knowing this was futile; regretting why she proposed that dumb bet herself.

Seeing this steed aunty could still recognize the timing, Dorothy nodded.

"Alright, for your voluntary admission, I’ll give you another chance."

"Thank you for the master’s generosity."

Radiant Dragon Witch almost grumbled a resentful thank you, but seeing the homebody witch squint at her, she instantly dared not grit her teeth further.

A sin indeed, why didn’t I just kill myself earlier.

In complaint inside, yet she dutifully replied.

"The Kengan tournament might only be postponed, after all, the venue is gone, now is the period of Dragon King Cup duel tournament, even Dragon Roar doesn’t have extra venues for us, as for when to reschedule, it might never happen again, after all, you carved that slash, no one would be idiotic enough to duel you."

Sitle responded candidly.

To this, Dorothy already suspected, though a bit disappointed.

Dang it, is she too banned like Mother Dragon from the Kengan tournament blacklist?

Really, she’s craving the technology from the other four warship workshops, especially realizing her Destruction Armor’s power further; since The Five Workshops should be reputable, the others’ technologies shouldn’t be far behind.

But, who could she blame? The Arena was her own demolition, self-imposed ruin.

However...

Dorothy glanced around, stopping her eye on a particular direction.