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"Ah, what?" Li Changlin was slightly startled and quickly looked at his phone following the direction of Qian Ziwei's pointing finger.
At this moment, the battle between Old Gong and Solo King, Dad, had just fifty-three seconds left.
The displayed wealth values for both were as follows: Solo King, Dad had four hundred and seventy-eight thousand and some, while Old Gong had four hundred and sixty-nine thousand and more, almost a difference of ten thousand between the two.
Temporarily speaking, Solo King, Dad had a slight edge.
"Old Gong, hurry up, you're killing me!"
"That said, it looks tough to win this time."
"Ah, it's so frustrating, Old Gong, can't you just step it up a notch?"
"Haha, Old Gong, you too have met your match today, you're definitely going to lose this time!"
"I'm also curious to see what demands Wander with the Wind will make after Old Gong loses!"
