Niu Ben stared blankly at Tang Rao for three seconds, and a lot can happen in three seconds.
Now, he had already called out to Lu Jun.
Hearing his name, Lu Jun looked utterly bitter, looking excessively wronged.
"Bro, can I not go? Can I just admit defeat? I really don't want to fight," Lu Jun said, seemingly trembling all over.
Tang Rao felt that something must have traumatized Lu Jun when he was younger, or perhaps he'd been beaten too badly before and developed a psychological shadow towards fighting.
Otherwise, there's no reason to be this scared.
"Xiao Jun, go on up, I'm telling you, if you don't, if you can't win, I won't include you in anything I do in the future. Also, forget about having any of my roasted chicken or kebabs," Tang Rao pulled out his trump card.
Just kidding, like I can't handle you.
Hearing Tang Rao's words made Lu Jun nearly cry.
This was an incredibly tough decision for Lu Jun.
