"Damn it, Luofeng, I remember this is Shanghai, right? Aren't you the host?" Lin Xiaoyun complained.
"Although I am the host, in front of our generous Mr. Lin, I can't steal your thunder, right?" Luofeng replied.
Li Bo Kai chimed in, "Yes, Lin Xiaoyun, it's just a meal. You wouldn't be stingy, right?"
Chen Dali joined in to help, "Who are you underestimating? Mr. Lin would be stingy?"
"Alright, I beg you guys. Is it okay if I treat you?" Lin Xiaoyun couldn't even be bothered to complain; these guys ganging up on him - what could he say?
Li Jie awkwardly asked, "Luofeng, should we?"
Luofeng said, "Stop babbling. Just pick a lady to join, and then you can have your North-South War, three-on-three. If you win, Lin Xiaoyun foots the bill. If you lose, I'll pay. How about that?"
Li Jie confidently said, "Don't worry, bro. We won't lose!"
"Young fella, it hasn't even started yet, so don't be too sure!" Li Bo Kai joked, "In a bit, we'll show you what true skill means!"
