บท 927: A new low

"But then who gets to make the wish?"

Just as Hao Xuan was about to turn away the same squeaky voice spoke up again, making him almost curse her out.

"You will decide. Whether as a group or someone of your choice, one wish, no more!" he said through gritted teeth, on the verge of kicking her out.

Eyes closed and almost out of patience, he turned away from them so even if she raised her hand again Hao Xuan wouldn't be able to see it. They talked amongst themselves for a couple of minutes before descending into the hall.

Hao Xuan let out a deep breath and opened his eyes to see the challengers. Eyebrow raised, he looked towards them with a questioning gaze.

"Are you sure? You can't invite people later on."

"Yes."

Even if all of them had come down Hao Xuan would have no choice but to fight them because he had just said so but....out of 196 Orcs, only eight came to face him.