Feng Liuxian was furious at Chen Lin's unreasonable demand.
He said in a low voice, "Then if I lose by following your bets, will you cover half my losses too?"
"Of course... not."
Chen Lin said calmly, "You're the one asking me, not the other way around. You have no right to set conditions."
"Hmph."
Feng Liuxian snorted.
"Yes, I'm asking you, but don't think you have me eating out of your hand. Come or don't. If you won't, I'll find someone else. This Casino has no shortage of lucky people."
Chen Lin said nothing, merely watching him quietly.
He really wasn't opening a lion's maw with his demand.
Qi luck was an extremely subtle thing. If the other man followed his bets, it really would affect his qi luck, and might even weaken the effects of his talent ability.
Asking for some compensation was perfectly reasonable.
But Feng Liuxian didn't see it that way. He simply couldn't stomach those terms. Seeing that Chen Lin had no intention of changing his mind, he angrily swept his sleeve and left.
"If you're not going, I'll go on my own."
Chen Lin sent him a voice transmission.
Now that he knew the Advanced Arena existed, he didn't need the other man to lead the way. Going alone would be no different.
Feng Liuxian stopped in his tracks.
After hesitating for a long while, he gritted his teeth and returned, glaring at Chen Lin. "How confident are you of winning?"
"Not at all."
Chen Lin answered honestly.
He added, "I don't even know what the gambling match is. Would you believe me if I said I was confident?"
Feng Liuxian's expression shifted back and forth.
The more Chen Lin acted this way, the more he seemed like a true expert. Feng Liuxian felt