"Is Young master making fun of me?"
As Yino's words grew outlandish, Zhihan began to feel a sense of sheer absurdity.
First of all, she couldn't fathom why Yino was so absolutely certain of Lin Che's victory. Secondly, she couldn't understand what possible benefit such a lopsided wager held for him.
In her eyes, her personal favor was nowhere near valuable enough to be pitted against an ancient Treasure of the Spirit Immortal realm.
Furthermore, she could sense that the way Yino looked at her hadn't been entirely pure from the very beginning. His gaze carried a complex, indiscernible undertone that she simply couldn't see through.
Weighing all these factors, Zhihan could only guess that Yino saw her current desperate situation and, relying on the immense wealth of the Grand Tutor's Mansion, had decided to toy with her for his own amusement.
