"What?"
Before Old Man Lin could finish his last sentence, blood rushed to his head. A wave of dizziness hit him, and he toppled over in a dead faint.
"Elder Lin, what's wrong?"
"What's with Old Lin? He's so stingy. It's only a few hundred million Pokémon League coins. Does he really have to play dead?"
"Who knows? You all know how much Old Lin hates parting with money. Maybe losing really did drive him over the edge!"
As Old Man Lin lay unconscious, several of the bigwigs came forward to "check on him," tossing out barbed remarks all the while.
The earlier three hundred million had been split among everyone, with even Liu Tiezhu himself owing one percent.
But this time was different. Blinded by greed, Elder Lin had accepted Liu Tiezhu's five-hundred-million wager in his own name.
In other words, the Lin Family was supposed to shoulder the entire five hundred million on its own.
If Old Man Lin didn't go back on his word, the Lin Family was as good as finished.
Naturally, the bigwigs assumed he was trying to wriggle out of the wager by playing dead.
But who did he think Liu Tiezhu was?
Would Liu Tiezhu fall for Old Lin's trick?
Forget fainting. If someone died owing Liu Tiezhu money, he'd curse the man back to life and make him pay up!
That was how ruthless he was!
"Old Lin, quit playing dead!"
"Where's all that fire you had earlier? Keep jumping around! Keep shouting!"
"Come on, don't go quiet on me. I know you're in there. Get up, damn it!"
Liu Tiezhu shouted several times. When Old Man Lin still didn't respond, he reached down from the platform and grabbed the man's eldest son.
"Lin Haoting, your father made this bet with me.