It wasn't that she was worried about losing; she just hadn't expected Du Lilan to be so vicious.
A single arm, once chopped off, could never be reattached.
Was she not worried that she herself might lose?
"Sixth Senior Sister, isn't your bet a bit too high?" Feng Yueya frowned as she spoke.
Du Lilan thought she had become afraid, and her expression grew even more smug.
"What, are you scared? If you admit defeat at this time and kneel down to kowtow to me, then I won't compete with you."
Feng Yueya's frown deepened. Kneel down and kowtow to her?
In your dreams!
"Sixth Senior Sister, are you not afraid that you might lose?"
"Heh, me lose? Don't worry, the one who will lose is definitely you!"
The malice in Du Lilan's eyes intensified.
If she could, she would kill Feng Yueya right there to rid herself of the hatred!
"Sixth Senior Sister, sometimes in life, one shouldn't be too extreme. It might just harm oneself."
