Park Sangwoo looked around again. Suddenly, he saw cars passing by the intersection. His eyes lit up. "Let's bet on the number of cars passing by that intersection in one minute."
Everyone rolled their eyes when they heard this strange competition. What was this?
Park Sangwoo had a proud smile on his face. He knew that Ye Feng's Thousand Arts were powerful. He would not bet on poker or dice with him.
Gambles like flower petals and cars were all based on luck. This made the other party's Thousand Arts useless.
Of course, such a profound strategy was naturally not something these stupid Chinese people could understand.
Ye Feng looked at his smug expression and could not help but sneer in his heart. "Alright, then I'll bet this time… Even numbers."
Park Sangwoo had suffered a few losses before, so he didn't hesitate this time. "Then I'll bet on the odd number."
