“Brother Panther, what do we do? That kid’s coming up now?” one of the underlings asked Black Panther in a panic.

The moment he finished speaking, the door opened, and Jiang Hao walked into the room expressionless.

“You should make good on your promise now, shouldn’t you?” Jiang Hao looked at Black Panther coldly. “And if I remember right, you made an extra promise too. If I won, you’d kneel and call me Grandfather.”

He wasn’t making Black Panther honor that extra promise to humiliate or trample him. He simply believed that if you made a promise, you should keep it. You should be responsible for your own words. Otherwise, it was nothing but deceiving and taunting him.