Mu Yutong turned to look at Norman and smiled.
"Why do you say that?"
Norman stretched out his hand and pointed at the virtual screen in front of him. The video playing was the real-time monitoring video of the competition between Chu Nan and Saha.
"Don't tell me you can't tell?"
Mu Yutong laughed and nodded.
"Of course I can see that, so I'm very satisfied with his performance. However, all the more it makes me feel that it's a pity…"
"Pity?" Norman was stunned. He glanced at Chu Nan who was punching Saha on the large screen. In the blink of an eye, he understood and sighed, "It's indeed a pity…"
Mu Yutong also sighed softly and looked at the virtual screen with Norman again. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Do you want to make a bet?"
"Oh? You're actually interested in a bet? Tell me, what do you want to bet?" Norman was very excited.
