Getting close to Young Master Qi was naturally to win over Prince Qi's manor and to canvass for votes for the upcoming battle for the position of Grand Tutor.
But he didn't understand what Lin Yi was doing.
There were only two outcomes to a bet.
One outcome was that if Young Master Qi won, Lin Yi would have to kneel down and kowtow even if he lost a hundred thousand luck points. Even if Lin Yi accepted the bet, with Young Master Qi's personality, he wouldn't think highly of him. Instead, he would look down on him even more.
The other outcome was that if Master Qi lost, he would definitely hate Lin Yi.
Was there any benefit to Lin Yi?
After thinking about it, Lu Chunfeng could only conclude that Lin Yi wanted the one hundred thousand luck bet.
"Your eyelids are still shallow."
Although Lu Chunfeng said this, he was not surprised in his heart. After all, not everyone had a background like him and had the confidence to treat 100,000 providence as grass.
