"Haha, lost again huh! What do you say this time?"
Liu Zi put down his fishing rod and stood up from the tackle box, his slightly immature face sporting a confident smile.
In front of Zhang Yang, Xiaobao definitely couldn't cheat anymore, otherwise, he'd be challenging the referee's authority.
However, in Xiaobao's eyes, Liu Zi was younger than him and not very emotionally intelligent, looking at him was like looking at a kid.
Losing to a kid made Xiaobao a bit embarrassed.
"Lost! Didn't perform well! But I'm not convinced, give me some time to train, and I can definitely beat you!" Xiaobao said stubbornly.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang grinned: "Alright, what are you two betting on? Immediately pay up, no funny business!"
"Nothing much! A pack of Blue Eight!" Liu Zi grinned, showing his teeth.
"Wow, our social Liu brother, the quality of your cigarettes has gone up recently!" Zhang Yang teased.
