"Lin Fan, have you lost your mind? Do you think this is a place to joke around?"
Watching Ni Yan step by step into the midst of the auction items.
Zhao Jiaqi really wanted to strangle this guy.
"You care so much about whether I live or die. Could it be that you've fallen for me?"
Lin Fan, arms crossed, suddenly turned around.
He gave Zhao Jiaqi a mischievous grin.
"Nonsense. Even if you were the last man on earth, I'd rather use a banana than be with you."
Zhao Jiaqi glared at Lin Fan with furious eyes.
This guy was still so calm and collected at a time like this.
"A banana has no warmth. Besides, wagering a life for a fleeting moment of the saintess's favor, how profitable that is."
Lin Fan watched Ni Yan, who was hesitating, with a rascal smile.
"Do you really think you even stand a chance? If she didn't have full confidence, why would she agree to a bet with you?"
Zhao Jiaqi rolled her eyes.
It was just like rock-paper-scissors.
