"No!"
Jiang Chuan shook his head and said very calmly, "I'm just here to gamble with fists. I've already prepared the money. What, you're afraid to bet?"
As he spoke, Jiang Chuan casually threw out a card, which contained two billion.
Fan Zhenhua was stunned for a while before he nodded and said, "Fine! Since you have money, I'll bet with you! I just don't believe Doucai can lose?"
Since Doucai had been invited here, he had fought over a hundred battles, big and small.
During this time, he had never lost once.
So, Fan Zhenhua had complete confidence in Doucai.
Looking at Jiang Chuan again, he was dressed in ordinary clothes, had unremarkable looks, and carried no aura at all, completely unlike a master.
Therefore, Fan Zhenhua did not take Jiang Chuan seriously.
However, to be on the safe side, he still went over to ask Doucai, "Are you confident you can beat him?"
