Huiyun Pavilion

After laughing, Bu Wenle raised his voice and asked: "Okay, I'll ask again, to strive for the top three, do you have any confidence?"

"Yes!" Everyone shouted in unison. Ziyu was afraid that someonw would twist his ears again, so he even jumped high when he answered, standing in front of the sofa in a triumphant pose and shouted, "Promise three fights for one! Three fights for one!"

Sitting behind Fatty, Bu Yueyue stomped her foot on Fatty's buttocks angrily when he saw Fatty's idiot-like appearance, and shouted, "What are you promising? Are you going to take the first place?"

Ziyu was kicked and fell directly on the coffee table, turned his face towards Bu Yueyue and squeezed out a smile, and said, "Yes, yes, three fights for one!"

Bu Yueyue smiled and put a foot on Ziyu's butt and said, "Okay, this is what you said. If you don't get the first place, let's see how I will deal with you!"