C141 Quotient

Just when Lin Fann was about to open it, Bald Male finally shouted in panic.

"Wait, you can't turn the tables."

The finger that was already placed on the Dark Card stopped, Lin Fann's mouth secretly curved into a smile: "What? How can I win against you if I don't turn the tables? "

"Hmph, I really didn't guess wrong."

Ye Zichen slapped the table heavily. Bald Male snorted coldly