"Yan Xiaole, now is not the time for jokes!"
Tan Renhai's expression darkened as he spoke seriously to Yan Xiaole.
"Go away... Who's joking with you!"
Yan Xiaole replied with impatience, "I'm guiding that bad uncle in racing, and compared to that Yan Wang, we have at least a fifty percent chance of winning. The bad uncle is a genius, I'm teaching him, and he'll definitely get it right away! If you don't agree, then the bad uncle and I will withdraw, and you can find someone else! However, if any of you take part, you can say that your chances of winning are zero!"
"You..."
At this point, Tan Renhai was trembling with anger. When faced with Yan Xiaole, he had no solution. In the end, he glared fiercely at Lin Tian, "Kid, if you mess around with her and lose, can you bear the consequences?"
"Bear? I never bear any consequences! Winning or losing doesn't matter to me! If they trouble me, I'll take care of it myself. If they trouble you, then it's none of my business!"
