Soon, Song Xiaoxin lost the game, knowing full well it was because they had ganged up against her intentionally, but she had to accept the bet and conceded, moving her face closer to the winner Ou Linlin and said, "Come on, I don't believe you guys are always this lucky!"
Ou Linlin grinned and said, "Sun Nanjue, get the ink ready!"
"Alright!" Sun Nanjue quickly placed a bottle of thick black ink and a large brush on the table!
Song Xiaoxin's eyes widened, and she retracted her face, "What are you doing? Weren't we using a ballpoint pen?"
"Who said anything about a ballpoint pen?" Ou Linlin dipped the brush into the ink and ordered, "An Zhe, Sun Nanjue, hold her down!"
"You wouldn't dare!" Song Xiaoxin stepped back and said, "Try and touch me, see what happens!"
Sun Nanjue said, "Lawyer An, what do you think, do we dare?"
