The handsome Korean instantly regretted his action.
"Damn it! You're so despicable, I..."
"I'll say it again, don't apply your filthy Goryeo stinkbug mentality to me."
Xiao Ming, free of worries, spoke in an easy tone, "We Han Nation People keep our promises, and when we say we'll gamble, we gamble.
Quick, don't waste my time."
The handsome Korean breathed a sigh of relief, and then revealed a cunning smile. He suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Candy's blonde hair, and pushed her head between the two men.
"Let's bet on whether this whore's fingers are even or odd when the sun rises!"
Xiao Ming was stunned.
Even though he had prepared himself mentally and had absolute confidence in winning, in the end, he realized he had still underestimated the Korean's vileness and meanness.
Clearly, the Koreans had named Candy to serve them as a way of revenge.
Just because Candy had served their enemy before.
How filthy? How low?
