Guo Xiong and his entourage left dejectedly.
Mengyao casually watched the scene, sighed helplessly, and said, "What must come will eventually come; you can't hide from it. Fortunately, you're here. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to handle it. Facing Guo Xiong, I'd probably be overwhelmed, surely faced with a series of cold looks and ridicule. Only you could make Guo Xiong run away with his tail between his legs in fear."
As she spoke, she gazed tenderly at Ye Fan. With her skills, it wouldn't be possible to make Guo Xiong leave so disgracefully; she'd probably be the one embarrassed. It was Ye Fan's reputation that truly terrified a big shot like Guo Xiong.
"Some things need me to step in to resolve them quickly and efficiently," Ye Fan said calmly.
"Yes, indeed." Mengyao gave a rare smile and then softly said, "As we expected, major figures will seize the opportunity of our gambling duel with the Little Gambling God to stir trouble in the dark, hoping to ruin our reputation."
