As these words were spoken, everyone present also became interested, their faces full of anticipation.
"Exactly, men shouldn't compare their clothes, they should compare who has the tougher fist," Feng Chen said.
Having just made a fool of himself in front of many people, Feng Chen was very displeased with Wang Jie.
He believed that although Wang Jie wasn't directly responsible for what happened, he was definitely related; he was his nemesis.
Clenching his teeth tightly, his desire for revenge lingered for a long time, and Feng Chen stood up, shouting loudly to those around him.
"Bring on Wang Jie, let Wang Jie go up and compete, Wang Jie go up and compete..."
At this moment, the atmosphere among those present was enlivened.
However, Wang Jie didn't even think about it and directly refused. It was simply boring. What was the point of him going up to fight Wang Han? Was he full enough to waste his time?
