Boss Huang took a light sip of his drink and asked Qian Laoyao, "So, do you believe he can pass this test?"
Qian Laoyao pondered for a moment and then gently shook his head. "If you're just referring to this, then no, I don't really believe it. For those five top-tier women of yours, even a devout Buddhist like myself feels tempted to sin at the sight of them."
Hearing the term "devout Buddhist," Boss Huang let out a scornful laugh. "Hey, Old Qian, how about we make a bet?"
Qian Laoyao fiddled with the string of prayer beads in his hand. "What kind of bet? On what?"
"Let's bet on whether Luo Xiu can pass this little trial," Boss Huang said. "If he passes, then there's nothing more to say. We'll let him handle the delivery this time."
"And if he doesn't pass?" Qian Laoyao asked. "Do we kill him tonight?"
