"In a one-on-one duel, how can there be a draw?"
Wan Changfa smiled faintly, squinting his eyes as he said, "I have complete confidence in my son. If they end up in a draw again this time, you can consider it a win for you. We're betting that Wan Yong will win."
"That's right, whether it's a draw or anything else, as long as Wan Yong doesn't win, it's considered our loss."
Fu Tianbao also laughed and agreed, "With such a great advantage, you wouldn't be afraid to bet, would you?"
Qian Weiguo and Zhao Jincheng nodded with a smile, clearly confident in Wan Yong's victory.
"What's going on here, why are they so confident in Wan Yong?"
Wu Dao frowned, looking worriedly at the others, "Could they be planning to pull some trick?"
"Even if there is a trick, we absolutely can't lose our momentum, and I believe Tang Xin will not let us down."
Su Tianyu gritted his teeth and said boldly, "Let's place the bet first and talk later."
"Alright."
