"What if I lose?"
The pipe smoker stared intently at Bai Yan.
"Either die, or get thrown into the sea to feed the sharks."
Bai Yan said with a laugh, as casually as if he were inviting a friend to dinner.
"You can choose not to bet, but the consequence of not betting is being chopped up into a human stick and then thrown into the sea!"
Qin Jiuluo's voice was chilling, adding the words Bai Yan left unsaid.
"Alright, I'll bet!"
After deliberating, the pipe smoker clenched his teeth and sat down at the small wooden table, facing Bai Yan.
To bet might mean survival.
Not to bet is certain death.
There is simply no second option; the pipe smoker has no choice but to bet!
"Hmph, that's for bullying me!"
An Xiaowan stuck her tongue out at the pipe smoker, then sweetly cuddled in Bai Yan's arms.
This girl is totally oblivious to the occasion.
