After laughing, Oberon raised his voice and asked: "Okay, I'll ask again, do you have any confidence to strive for the top three positions?"
"Yes!" Everyone shouted in unison.
"I promise, master." Zachar was afraid that someone would twist his ears again, so he even jumped high when he answered, standing in front of the sofa in a triumphant pose and shouted, "First place! First place!"
Sitting behind Zachar, Yara stomped her foot on Zachar's buttocks angrily when he saw Zachar's idiot-like appearance, and shouted, "What are you promising? Are you going to take the first place?"
Zachar was kicked and fell directly on the coffee table, turned his face towards Yara and squeezed out a smile, and said, "Yes, yes, first place!"
Yara smiled and put a foot on Zachar's butt and said, "Okay, this is what you said. If you don't get the first place, you'll see how I will deal with you!"
