Overall, Lin Yi had earned five thousand rays of luck.
The profits were considerable and far exceeded his original expectations.
Of course, he was still in debt. After all, in order to set up the artificial rules, he had sacrificed 10,000 rays of fate. Even if he earned this wave of money, he would only be able to recover half of his capital.
But no matter what, this wave was a great harvest, and it was indeed worth celebrating.
Although they didn't get along well before, now that they had turned from enemies to friends, Zhao Feng's true personality was not annoying.
The three of them drank a few more glasses, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.
Especially since Zhao Feng really liked the Queen, her eagerness made Lin Yi speechless.
Could there be something wrong with this woman's sexual orientation?
After three rounds of wine, Zhao Feng brought up the main topic.
Lin Yi said, confused.