The stakes of the three people, both Qin Tian and Qin Xuyang, were seen and heard. Although Wang Yu didn't signal to Qin Tian again, Qin Tian already knew what he had to do. However, the result could only be awaited at the moment the fight ended.
Lin Yaowei, although he bet on Qin Xuyang's victory, did not hold one hundred percent hope, as it was all for fun, and it didn't matter if he lost—it was only one thousand yuan.
Xiao Fei leaned on the sofa, knowing he was bound to lose, and it was all because of Wang Yu, so not only did he feel annoyed with Wang Yu in his heart, but his eyes also carried the same annoyance.
Wang Yu was confident, chuckling as he looked at Qin Tian and Qin Xuyang, who had not yet started their contest, imagining in his mind what kind of bitter expression Xiao Fei would have when the time came to collect the money.
