Zhao Bin and his associates looked as if they had lost their parents, utterly devastated.
They had never expected that, when all was said and done, they would actually lose the bet.
How could things have possibly come to this?
However, making them admit defeat and hand their heads over to Wu Tian was something they would never do.
Zhao Bin and his cohorts were corrupt officials, and since when could the word of a corrupt official be trusted? When they were in office, they would tell the common people they would act as their patrons and protectors, but it was all a load of nonsense. All they cared about was lining their own pockets. What did the lives of the common people matter to them?
"A bet? Heh, did we make a bet? I don't recall," Zhao Bin and the other corrupt officials jeered, brazenly denying everything.
"That's right, did we make a bet? I certainly don't remember one."
"Me neither. I was just eating my dinner; I didn't agree to anything with you."
