"Even if it was over a thousand rounds, that still..." Zhao Longfei suddenly froze. "Over a thousand rounds in one night? How did you manage that?"
Qin Siyang yawned. "Senior Duan said it was to train our physical and mental agility. Each round of Fight the Landlord had to finish within thirty seconds, including shuffling, drawing, bidding, playing, and settling up. That gave each person an average of ten seconds. Anyone who went over got penalized ten bottles of Sequence Potion for every extra second."
"How could you stay up all night playing games the night before the Championship Tournament? What if you lose?!"
Qin Siyang, Ban Dingyuan, and Duan Chongfang all turned to Zhao Longfei, their eyes full of contempt, apparently quite displeased with his concerns. A moment later, they all looked away dismissively.
Ban Dingyuan said, "If we lose, it'll just mean those two aren't good enough."
"Huh?" Duan Chongfang and Qin Siyang turned back to Ban Dingyuan in confusion. "Why would losing mean we're not good enough? Doesn't it have anything to do with you?"
Ban Dingyuan spread his hands. "Come on. You two are acknowledged to be invincible among your respective year groups throughout the Safe Zone. The three years compete separately, and it's best of three. As long as you two win, Southern Glory can't possibly lose. Nobody's ever claimed I'm invincible among my year group in the Safe Zone, have they? Why should I take the blame if Southern Glory loses the Championship Tournament?"
Duan Chongfang glanced at Ban Dingyuan. "You organized the card game, didn't you?"
"Senior Duan, I did it to help you and Qin Siyang clear the air. Besides, before we stayed up all night playing, I asked both of you whether it would affect today's Championship Tournament, and you both