"I don't care about that. You can discuss it yourselves," Di yihong said blandly.
"How about this? We both raise Red Cards every round. Then in the tenth round, I'll raise a Red Card and you raise a Green Card. Sound good?" Tang San asked.
"What? You want to let me win? Since when did you become so kindhearted?" Tang Hao gave Tang San a disdainful look.
He did not believe Tang San would be kind enough to let him win the match.
When something was out of the ordinary, there had to be a catch. Tang San was definitely up to no good.
"Really, just trust me this once," Tang San continued—
"After all, you're my father. Even if you've been unkind to me, I can't be unjust to you."
"..." Tang Hao was rendered speechless.
This guy could even say something like that at a time like this.
Still, Tang Hao figured that since Tang San had put it that way, he could turn the tables on him.
He would pretend to agree first, then directly raise a Green Card in the third round. That way, he could score the first point.
Having decided to pull one over on him, Tang Hao put on an embarrassed expression and said,
"Fine. Since you've put it that way, I'll reluctantly agree."
"I hope you're not lying to me."
Seeing that his plan had succeeded, Tang San hid his delight and put on a sincere expression.
"Don't worry, Father. I won't go back on my word."
After the two had come to an agreement, they turned their backs to each other and began the third round of card raising.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, they raised their cards at the same time.
To everyone's surprise, both of them had raised Green Cards,