Fu Yu held onto his ID card.
This was still from when he came to Bei'an to study, and he got it together with his classmates at school.
He looked at the boy: "You want evidence, right? Then let's make it clear first. If I show it to you, are you going to kneel and call me Dad? Or go to the school's broadcasting room and apologize to me in front of all the students? You have to put up something as a bet; it can't be just you saying something and I do it. That would be so embarrassing for me."
The boy hesitated.
Although having fifty thousand people watch a live stream is indeed challenging for newbies like them, looking at his confident demeanor, it didn't seem like he was just bluffing.
For a moment, he felt unsure and a bit scared to hastily agree to this bet.
"Scaredy-cat, you've grown in age but not in brains."
Fu Yu put away his ID card into his wallet, casually took out his phone, brought up a contact from his address book, and showed the details to the boy with a shake.
