One had to know that Yang Liu was in charge of intelligence collection. She frequented clubhouses a lot. She was very enthusiastic about these things.
No one in Bright Gate could beat her.
Qiao Nian, who looked to be an ordinary girl, actually dared to let Yang Liu go first. No matter what, in the eyes of the people from Bright Gate, Qiao Nian's actions were very typical of a young girl who knew no fear.
"Alright." Seeing that the girl insisted on letting her go first, the corners of Yang Liu's mouth twitched. Her eyes drifted in Ye Wangchuan's direction as she said in a sour tone, "Since it's a game, there must be a prize. Otherwise, it's meaningless to play. Let's talk about the bet first."
Qiao Nian nodded knowingly. She looked around, her gaze landing on the "culprit" standing beside her. "If I lose, I'll lend my boyfriend to you for a day. If you lose… Hmm? Let me think about it."
