It seems Hugh Grosvenor, with a physical condition score of 88, is indeed much stronger than I was at just over 70 back then.
A few more minutes later, Hugh Grosvenor couldn't take it anymore, retracted his foot, and yelled like a butchered pig, "Gu! This is not a massage! This is murder! Murder!"
"To hell with the bet! I'll give you the manor! I demand to stop this foot massage experience!"
Gu Bai checked the time; Hugh Grosvenor had held on for a full eight minutes.
"Hugh, you should know that the first time, I only lasted one minute, and you held on for eight minutes. That's already incredible. I think you won the bet, and I can join your charity organization."
After a short rest, Hugh Grosvenor calmed down and shook his head, saying, "No, a loss is a loss. When you come to Eagle Country, I will surely give you a luxurious manor. As for joining the charity, we can talk about it later."
