Cheng Lixuan's face instantly turned uglier than if he had eaten dung.
He never expected he would lose!
But the fact was right in front of him, and he had no choice but to admit it.
Yet, if he were to just bow his head in defeat and apologize to this young man in white, he was extremely unwilling.
So at that moment, he stood there stiffly.
Seeing this, Xue An couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly, "What? Why are you standing there blankly? Didn't we agree earlier that the loser would kneel and beg for mercy? So please, let's begin now!"
Such aggressive words made many secretly break into a cold sweat for Xue An.
Because everyone knew that Cheng Lixuan, who was called the Gambling God, would never admit defeat so easily.
Sure enough.
A cold glint flashed in Cheng Lixuan's eyes, followed by a burst of cold laughter.
"Admit defeat? Why should I admit defeat to you? On the contrary, I now seriously suspect you of cheating!"
Bang!
