The few people around Han Wenbin immediately stepped forward, surrounding him protectively, each displaying an unwavering loyalty, as if ready to defend their master at all costs.
Luo Shanshan's expression was as dark as water, threatening, "Han Wenbin, this is Zhujia Port, do you believe that I can make all of you leave here lying down?"
"Oh my, my heart is beating so fast; I'm so scared!" Han Wenbin exclaimed in a feigned panic, causing those around him to snicker.
But their laughter quickly died down.
More than a dozen burly young men had surrounded them, their cold gazes binding them like chains around their necks, silencing them.
"Since you're so dissatisfied with this bet, I'll change it!"
Han Wenbin adjusted his stance and said, "One million; if you lose, you lose a million! This amount can barely cover our entertainment tonight!"
"Alright, we agree!"
