"Who said that after scoring, someone wouldn't need to raise a placard?"
The voice of He Lenuo took several twists and turns, causing everyone present to feel a tickle in their throats.
At this moment, Su Tianrui detested him the most, slumping listlessly on a stool, grieving over his silver. Hearing his words, Su Tianrui glared at him fiercely.
"No need to raise the placard? Didn't you already say that Drunken Immortal Tower's dish was tasty? So doesn't that mean it's a draw? Hmph, to think that I liked you so much, walking arm in arm with you. However much I liked you before, now I detest you by the same amount!"
He Lenuo bared his teeth and subtly took two steps back. Although he hadn't yet found the right woman, he certainly had no interest in men.
Ahem.
After clearing his throat with a cough, He Lenuo stopped beating around the bush and quickly raised the placard in his hand.
