"Gasp!"
At those words, the onlookers all sucked in a sharp breath.
Qin Shou was truly vicious. He actually wanted the other man's hands.
Some people cast Jun Wangchen subtle warning looks, clearly urging him not to accept the wager.
Others were eager for Jun Wangchen to agree, delighted at the prospect of more drama.
Jun Wangchen took in the looks from Qin Shou, Qiu Ya, and the onlookers. Everyone saw his indifferent expression, but none noticed the wicked curve at the corner of his mouth.
Under everyone's gaze, Jun Wangchen shrugged, utterly unafraid. "No problem."
"Is this kid an idiot?" The onlookers exchanged glances, all frowning.
A pair of hands and eating ten pounds of shit were nowhere near equivalent stakes.
Besides, the vase in Jun Wangchen's hands showed no signs of being genuine. It was unquestionably a fake. In other words, Jun Wangchen had been doomed to lose this wager from the start.
Qin Shou and Qiu Ya clearly hadn't expected Jun Wangchen to agree. After a moment of surprise, their faces filled with boundless malice and cruelty.
Since Jun Wangchen was offering up his hands, they couldn't be blamed for showing no restraint.
Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Shou fetched a large, sharp blade from one of the stalls and placed it before Jun Wangchen. He sneered. "Will you chop off your hands yourself, or should I help you?"
"This vase hasn't been appraised yet. Whether it's genuine is still unknown, so why should I chop off my hands?" Jun Wangchen waved the vase in his hands, his expression impassive.
The onlookers exchanged skeptical glances.
The vase in Jun Wangchen's hands was visibly a fake. There was no need to appraise it.
"Jun Wangchen, aren't you embarrassed to keep deluding yourself at this point?" Qiu Ya shook