Neil was stunned on the spot. Neil was merely a fifth-class minor noble, and now, a second-class noble, Singer, was actually going to crawl under him. This was something he couldn't even dream of.
Neil felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest, his whole body tensed up to the extreme.
Neil couldn't believe it at all. Trembling, he looked at Ye Feng, "Mr. Ye Feng, I... I don't dare. How about we just forget it? Young Master Singer is... he's a high noble, how can he crawl under me?"
Neil's face was also filled with embarrassment, forcing out a smile that was even uglier than crying, "Yeah, yeah, let's just forget it. I admit it was my ignorance, underestimating you, my fault. Can't we just skip the part where he crawls under me?"
"No way!" Ye Feng said coldly, "You agreed to this bet yourself, crawl under Neil immediately!"
