Despite the ramblings of these big shots, the person in charge at the scene seemed as if they neither heard nor saw anything, their eyes fixed on the mirror-like image without moving.
Wei Mo, well aware that these Domain Lords were just escalating matters for fun, wouldn't fall for such childish tricks nor admit defeat publicly to attract ridicule.
So, he casually included everyone, "You all can't just talk without taking responsibility. How about this—if I lose, you all help him wash, but if he loses, he has to help us. Deal?"
The Domain Lords were taken aback.
Chi Rang laughed on the spot, "Alright, I have no problem with that. Let's see if you dare to gamble."
In his view, Xuan Prefecture had the highest chance of getting first place, and at the very least, it was unlikely that Sheng Prefecture would win.
Either way, he wouldn't lose and might even see some embarrassed faces, so naturally, he was unafraid to bet.
Seeing the group want to back down, Wei Mo immediately added fuel, "Go for it, why fear him? Don't boost his morale while undermining your own. Fight him! Even if you can't win with logic, at least win a breath. If you can tolerate this, what can't you tolerate? Bite him, bet with him."
These words were returned in a way to provoke them lest they joke about him being unwilling to gamble later.