"Alright, if I don't manage to heal your uncle, I'll turn over the sword manual of the Six Pulse Divine Sword to you guys," Huang Xiaolong agreed readily. "Since we're betting, I should win something, too. But you guys seem so poor; I don't see anything worth winning. Plus, in order to treat your uncle's injury, I'll need your cooperation. So if I succeed in healing him, you won't have to give me anything."
Seeing Huang Xiaolong's easy agreement, Ying Chong furrowed his brows. "For an injury, er... we must set a time limit. We don't have the time to mess about with you if it takes half a month to heal."
"Half an hour," Huang Xiaolong answered with a smile. "If I don't heal my uncle-in-law within half an hour, then consider it my loss."
"Done! Agreed!" At his words, Ying Chong didn't hesitate anymore.
Healing Ying Aotian in half an hour? It was ridiculously impossible!