"I understand all of this, you don't need to worry too much about it." Zhang Yiqi wasn't just a student stuck in the academy; he spent two years in the Expedition Army. Although it was just an "apprenticeship" and "semi-internship," it opened his eyes. Winning and losing don't mean much; the more you care, the sooner you die. "But let's skip the grand dinner. You bet all your allowance and savings on me, and now you've lost... If it weren't for the meal savings in your student account, you'd probably starve for a whole year..."
Qin Chou's body stiffened, and internally he cried a river! Damn it, how could he forget such an important matter! Should he tell Zhang Yiqi now that he didn't actually bet heavily on him, and not only did he not lose, he made a big profit?
He imagined that scenario and shivered, guessing that his young bones would be turned over and over by the other until he was dead!
