"Oh? Then how are we playing this time?" Di yihong asked with interest.
"Void God Zhu Zhuqing": Let's bet on Tang Hao beating Tang San. Will Tang San beg for mercy in the end? Let's see whether his bones are really that tough!
"Void God Zhu Zhuqing": He might beg for mercy when facing others, but in front of his father, he holds a grudge.
"Void God Zhu Zhuqing": Making him beg his father for mercy would be harder than having him sliced into a thousand pieces.
"Void God Zhu Zhuqing": What do you think, Host?
As she spoke, a gift-received notification sounded from the livestream room.
Gifts arrived one after another. The one sending them was none other than Void God Zhu Zhuqing.
User "Void God Zhu Zhuqing" sent a gift: "Spirit Ring Age +10,000 Years" ×1 . Sent a gift: "Void God Divine Sense" ×100
Looking at the gifts in the Livestream Room Warehouse, Di yihong chuckled. Since she had gone this far, there was no harm in agreeing.
At this moment, the Livestream Room Warehouse held more gifts than it could possibly contain. If it was not cleared out soon, it would overflow.
"Sure, we'll do as you say. But how should we place the bets?" Di yihong said—
"This time, you all decide. I'll support your decision throughout."
Seeing the host agree, Void God Zhu Zhuqing immediately said.
"Void God Zhu Zhuqing": That's simple. Whoever wins can take part in the next round of beating up Tang San. Whoever loses has to send the host gifts, and they can't be worth less than what I just sent.
"Nine-Colored Ning Rongrong": I agree with that!
"God of Wind Bai Chenxiang": I agree too.
"Sea God Hu Liena": Sounds good. Then it's settled. We