The smell of gunpowder in the private room had grown increasingly heated.
Li Yuyao sat on the sofa, originally intending to enjoy a good show.
But now that things had truly become tense, she instead felt a little numb.
She looked this way, then that.
Her lips moved twice as she tried to speak and ease the atmosphere between the two sides, but the two people's razor-sharp gazes silenced her at the same time.
She could only keep signaling frantically to her best friend.
Wasn't this supposed to be just a conversation?
Cai Shuang Yu ignored her.
Instead, she lightly twirled her braid around her right index finger. She seemed extremely pleased with her hair.
After a long while, Cai Shuang Yu raised her head and stared into Song Ren's inscrutable eyes. Then she suddenly smiled and said:
"You really are interesting."
"I'll help you settle the matter with Wang Kun this time, but you'll owe me a favor. How about it?"
Song Ren: "...A favor?"
"That's right." Cai Shuang Yu narrowed her eyes slightly and said:
"Don't doubt yourself."
"Other than the Weapon Combat you haven't tried yet, in every other type of arena fight, your performance can be said to be the most overpowering of any fighter since Wo Kee opened its arenas."
"Isn't that alone worth investing in at least once?"
"Besides..."
"I dislike that man too. If he didn't have several uncles backing him, I would have fed him to the sharks long ago."
Over the years, Wang Kun had acted arrogantly and tyrannically, relying on several close uncles backing him.
Once, he had even set his sights on Cai Shuang Yu.
But after Cai Shuang Yu found out, she had beaten him half to death with her own hands.
At the time, none of Wo