Trap
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At this point, Luo Jingyu let out a sigh of relief.
"Judging from Qin Yu's performance, he probably didn't discover the secret inside the ring. This can be considered a blessing in disguise," Luo Jingyu said in a low voice.
Luo Yang, who was at the side, said worriedly, "What if he discovered it in the past two days? As far as I know, the man with the mustache beside him seems to know something."
Luo Jingyu's expression changed slightly.
His brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was filled with intense worry.
"If it really can't be done, why don't we look for the people from the Jingdu Martial Arts Association to pressure him?" Luo Yang suggested.
Luo Jingyu shook his head and said coldly, "I've already looked, but the people from the Jingdu Martial Arts Association said that Qin Yu doesn't take them seriously at all."
"Dad, then what should we do?" Luo Yang looked worried.