"If you don't want to bet, then forget it."
When the young man heard that Ye Feng was not willing to use Cheng Fei'er as a bet, he took the Nine Dragon Cup and started to admire it.
Killing intent flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. He had forgotten how long it had been since he was so angry. This guy had really touched his bottom line.
Although Cheng Fei'er was not his woman, the two of them had been together for so many days and had gone through life and death several times. They were already very good friends.
And this guy actually dared to insult his friend. He was courting death!
At this moment, Cheng Fei'er suddenly said, "Alright, I agree."
Ye Feng was anxious. He looked at her in a panic. "You…"
Cheng Fei'er smiled sweetly at him. "I believe you."
She could tell that Ye Feng seemed to care a lot about the Nine Dragon Cup. Even when he left just now, he was just putting on an act.
