"Have you heard? Cold General Yuan Bing and Sun Wukong have set a death match contract and will battle to the death on the Battle God Platform tomorrow morning!"
"Death match contract? That's a battle that resolves grudges until one's last breath! What kind of enmity is there between Cold General Yuan Bing and Sun Wukong that would lead to such a contract?"
"Who knows? That woman is usually cold and indifferent to everyone, I've never seen anyone who could anger her. Sun Wukong is really something, just woke up from his dwelling and has already provoked this thorny rose. There's definitely a show to watch now!"
"Do you think maybe Sun Wukong took a fancy to the beauty of Cold General Yuan Bing and wanted to, you know, that's why she angrily challenged him to a death match contract? Heh heh!"
"Who can say for sure? Maybe it really is like that, heh heh!"
