Are you betting on Louis again? Xiu Yi ran his fingers through his messy hair, feeling that this bet was absolutely unfair. He wanted to argue with the staff, but by the time he realized he shouldn't continue betting on Louis, the countdown had already ended, and the next round began.
At this moment, Louis looked practically lifeless, completely losing at the starting line. Watching Napoleon leap past halfway and sprint towards the finish line, Xiu Yi sank into utter despair, dejectedly preparing to empty his wallet.
Clap clap...
Congratulations, you've won.
Looking up again, Louis had already touched the finish line, while Napoleon was still some distance away. Xiu Yi couldn't even comprehend how heart-stopping Louis's slow-push speed had been. Just breaths ago, Louis was standing motionless at the starting line, yet the sudden 1200-point victory made Xiu Yi let out an ecstatic shout.
"1200 points! Louis, I knew you could win!"
