Merchants who admired his boldness and wanted to befriend him eagerly responded.
Steward He saw that at this crucial moment, he still had the mind to rally those worthless merchants, and he sneered inwardly, determined to make sure Tang Dongfeng couldn't back out this time.
"Then let's begin, still aiming for the lowest point total," Old Song smiled gently.
Tang Dongfeng stared at Old Song's hand shaking the dice.
He didn't know why, but he felt uneasy this time, thinking that Old Song definitely wouldn't let him win so easily.
Instinctively, he glanced at Ye Muyu beside him.
Ye Muyu wasn't looking at his own dice cup; his attention was also on Old Song's hand.
After watching for a moment, she silently curled the corner of her lips.
She bent over and whispered something in Tang Dongfeng's ear.
Only after both sides had made their bets did Tang Dongfeng nonchalantly ask, "Old Song, Steward He, before we start, I have a question I'd like to clarify."
