Even Xu Dahe looked at Zhang Bin mockingly and said, "Young man, do you really still want to play against me?"
Ordinarily, once people knew he was Xu Dahe, they wouldn't dare to play against him, unwilling to be humiliated. That was why he asked.
"Old man Xu, you think you've won? Let me tell you, it's not over yet. So, hand over my money. In a bit, I'm taking back all 3,000 yuan," Zhang Bin declared with overwhelming confidence.
"Heh heh..."
The crowd chuckled in disbelief.
"Right, right, the match isn't over. There are still two games left. I was being too greedy," Xu Dahe said as he began to set up the board. "There's no need to take out the money. It's too much hassle passing it back and forth. Rest assured, if you really beat me, I'll give you the three thousand, not a single cent less."
This was utter contempt. He wasn't taking Zhang Bin seriously at all.
