Fang Zhuo's face fell as he heard this, "If you don't understand, can you stop spouting nonsense here? I've been to this underground arena many times. I'm very clear about the strength of the fighters here. Wouldn't I know if Savage Bull can win or not?"
"You, a delivery guy, should stop making blind judgments here and making a fool of yourself."
Liu Yuhan chimed in, "Exactly, this is a Martial Path duel! Everyone is a genuine Martial Path expert. How could someone who doesn't know anything possibly know who will win or lose?"
Lu Chuan was helpless, "If you don't believe me, then forget it."
Fang Zhuo sneered, "Believing you would really mean my brain's got water in it."
Qin Yiyi thought for a moment and said, "Then you help me bet on Flying Squirrel to win. I trust my brother-in-law."
Fang Zhuo frowned, "Yiyi, don't listen to his nonsense. There's no way Flying Squirrel can win. You're just throwing away money."
