"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Chen Fan's tone carried a hint of helplessness, "I didn't force you to spar with me, and the bet was agreed upon beforehand, wasn't it?"
Wang Lingling was at a loss for words.
Yes, if you think about it, it was her insistence to spar.
The bet was also agreed upon in advance.
She just didn't expect that she would actually lose, and lose so decisively.
"Got it, I'll keep my promise."
With a rather frustrated mumble, she turned and walked out.
Helping out is one thing, but don't expect her to risk her life for the people here.
No one dared to block her path, and even if they had the guts, they likely didn't have the ability, so they all stepped aside to make way.
As they watched her disappear at the doorway, someone whispered, "Just letting her go like that? Shouldn't we have her sign some kind of agreement? What if she leaves later?"
"Yeah."
Many people realized this and looked at Chen Fan.
"Don't worry."
