After 10 questions, Ye Lingchen shook his head and was starting to feel bored. "No more questions. This is meaningless."
'How lonely is it to be unbeatable?'
Although Ye Lingchen could not answer that question, he truly felt lonely at that moment. Around the world, those that could be his match probably did not exceed the digits on his hands.
The occasional bullying of amateurs was fun, but to do that all the time was a little meaningless.
"Don't stop. One more question. One last question!"
"That's right. We've just discovered your pattern. Are you scared?"
"Just give us one last chance. This time we'll definitely get it right!"
Ye Lingchen was tired of playing, but the others were hooked to being bullied. They were urging him one by one, looking as though they were about to face the final battle.
"Alright. Last question!"
