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n943 Could it Be That He Has Fiery Golden Eyes?

nLee Young-Ki’s face was gloomy and he was silent for a long time before he spoke again.

n“How about this? You two compete three more rounds. If you can win all three matches, Park Sangwoo will not only honor the bet, but we will also give you all the money we won this morning, including the Nine Dragon Cup.”

nThe moment he said this, everyone present was shocked. Wasn’t this bet too big?

nIn other words, as long as Ye Feng could win three rounds in a row, he would be able to win at least 300 million. This was a huge gamble.

nBut Ye Feng did not show any joy. He just looked at Lee Young-Ki quietly. “What else?”

nLee Young-Ki’s lips slowly curled into a cold smile. “If you lose any of the matches, not only will Park Sangwoo’s previous punishment be exempted, but you will also have to carve the words ‘I’m a stupid pig’ on your face. How is it? Isn’t that fair?”

nBefore Ye Feng could agree, the surrounding people had already stopped.

n“You call this f*cking fair? Why does he have to win three matches in a row to get the reward and lose one match to be punished?”

n“This Korean is really cunning. Little brother, don’t fall for his tricks.”

n“Yeah, don’t bet with him. Let’s make them honor their previous bet.”

n“It’s too difficult to win three rounds in a row. It’s unfair.”

n“I’m not playing, I definitely won’t play…”

nLee Young-Ki’s words obviously angered the public. Everyone could hear that his bet was biased toward Park Sangwoo.

nIt was too difficult for Ye Feng to win three matches in a row. As long as he was careless, all his efforts would be wasted.

nOnly a fool would agree to such a harsh bet.

nCheng Fei’er hurriedly tugged at his sleeve. “Ye Feng, don’t agree to him. He’s digging a hole for you to jump into.”

nYe Feng only smiled at her, then turned to look at Lee Young-Ki. “Alright, I agree.”

nThis time, it was Lee Young-Ki’s turn to be dumbfounded. He had thought that the other party would most likely refuse, and then he would have an excuse to exempt Park Sangwoo from punishment.

nHowever, he had never expected that the other party would actually agree.

n“Do you understand? What I said was that if you lose any match, you will be punished.” He was afraid that the other party did not hear him clearly, so he repeated his words again.

n“I understand. Let’s begin,” Ye Feng said nonchalantly.

nThis time, everyone present was stunned.

n“Is this guy crazy? How could he agree to such a harsh bet?”

n“Yeah, isn’t this too risky? If he loses one out of three matches, he will be punished.”

n“I really don’t know what he’s thinking. He already won, so why did he agree?”

n“Ugh, young people are really too impulsive…”

nEveryone could not understand Ye Feng’s actions. They could not help but shake their heads and sigh.

nOnly Cheng Fei’er could roughly understand what he was thinking.

nHe wanted to completely trample on the dignity of these Koreans and let them know that the Chinese were not so easy to bully.

nPark Sangwoo was overjoyed and hurriedly threw the golden hairpin down. “Alright, since you’ve agreed, you can’t go back on your word.”

nYe Feng slowly leaned back on the chair. “Tell me, what do you want to bet?”

nPark Sangwoo looked around and suddenly saw a woman in the crowd with a bouquet of roses in her arms.

nHe immediately walked over and gave the woman a smile that he thought was very handsome. “Beautiful lady, can I borrow a flower from you?”

nThe woman was instantly mesmerized by him and quickly nodded. “Sure.”

nPark Sangwoo took out a rose from inside and turned around to walk back. “Let’s guess the odd and even number of this petal in the first round.”

nYe Feng pursed his lips. “Is this a gamble?”

nPark Sangwoo nodded matter-of-factly. “You can bet on coins, but not on flower petals?”

nYe Feng did not say anything else. “Alright, let’s start then, I’ll bet on even numbers.”

nPark Sangwoo looked at him suspiciously. “I also wanted to bet on even numbers.”

nYe Feng shrugged indifferently. “Then I’ll bet on the odd number.”

nEveryone was a little speechless. Wasn’t this guy too casual? Didn’t he know that he would be punished if he lost?

nPark Sangwoo immediately handed the rose to Cheng Fei’er. “Beauty, can you help us verify it?”

nCheng Fei’er hated this person to the core. However, after hesitating for a moment, she finally took the rose and slowly walked to the table. She began to pluck the petals one by one.

nPark Sangwoo sat at the side and looked at her side profile obsessively. The more he looked at her, the more mesmerizing she felt.

nCheng Fei’er could sense his gaze and wished she could gouge his eyes out.

nHowever, they were in a competition after all, so she could only suppress her anger for the time being.

nSoon, half of the rose petals were plucked off.

n“Twenty-six.”

n“Twenty-seven.”

n“Twenty-eight…”

nThe crowd started counting in a low voice, and their voices grew louder and louder.

nPark Sangwoo no longer had any other thoughts. He started to stare at the petals, and the more he went, the more nervous he became.

nMeanwhile, Lee Young-Ki was sizing up Ye Feng, but he found that his expression did not change at all. This made him suspicious.

nWasn’t this guy’s mentality too good? Where did he get such confidence from?

nCheating? What kind of joke was this?

nThese roses were randomly chosen and could only be based on luck. How could there be a chance to cheat?

nHe was puzzled and could only wait for the final result.

nAt this moment, only a few petals were left.

n“Forty-three.”

n“Forty-four.”

n“Forty…Five.”

nWhen Cheng Fei’er plucked the last petal, she could not suppress the joy in her heart and immediately waved her small fist.

nIt was really an odd number. How did this guy guess it?

nPark Sangwoo looked at the scattered petals on the table and then at the bare stem. He was dumbfounded.

nHow was this possible? This guy actually guessed correctly again? Could it be that he had the Fiery Golden Eyes?

nThinking of this conjecture, even he himself felt that it was laughable.

nHow could a person have the Fiery Golden Eyes? It could only be said that this guy’s luck was really good.

nThe people who were watching the show also cheered.

n“D*mn, I actually guessed correctly? This little brother’s luck was really good.”

n“With this luck, you can buy the lottery, right?”

n“How many cents can you win from the lottery? If he wins two more rounds, he can earn 300 million yuan.”

n“I’m convinced. I’m really convinced…”

nThe scene was filled with joy because of Ye Feng’s victory. It was like the New Year.

nLee Young-Ki could not help but look at Ye Feng a few more times. He could not see through this young man. How did he guess correctly? Could it be that there was some sort of technique?

nThere was no chance of cheating in this kind of petal-guessing competition.

nHowever, he felt that something was wrong.

nYe Feng noticed his gaze. He could not help but laugh in his heart. If his deep scanning ability could be seen through by him, then what was the point of him staying here?

nHe could even guess if it was a bouquet of roses, let alone a single rose.

nPark Sangwoo glared at him fiercely. “Don’t be too proud. You only won one round. According to the agreement, you have to win all three rounds to get the reward.”

nYe Feng shrugged nonchalantly. “You decide what to bet for the second round.”

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