"Brother Ning, don't afford to lose. With so many seniors watching, it is impossible for you to make any small moves. Put away your thoughts."

Zedo sneered.

After a pause, "If you can cut out two billion Jingyuan stones from these rubble, I will cut off my head and use it as a stool for you to sit on." After hearing Zeduo's words, he smiled immediately: "Master Zeduo, your head is too small, and you are afraid of sitting on your buttocks, so keep it for now. If you want to sit later, I will come to you again."