"Are you joking?" Qian Cangyi said.
"I'm serious." Qian Jiangyue maintained a stern expression.
"Leaving aside how ridiculous the stakes are, I want to ask you, what guarantees the smooth execution of the bet?" Qian Cangyi questioned, revealing a look of disdain on his face.
"Of course, it relies on...self-discipline." Qian Jiangyue seemed really enthusiastic about this subject.
"Enough of this, I refuse. After eating, let's find a nearby internet cafe and see if Anonymous has said anything." Qian Cangyi shook his head, showing no interest in the bet proposed by Qian Jiangyue.
"Are you scared?" Qian Jiangyue asked, placing his hands on his chest.
"I've finished my meal." Qian Cangyi was surprised by the sudden change in the usually cold and indifferent Qian Jiangyue. At this point, he seemed like a gambling addict, willing to bet anything, even his own life, without hesitation.