Suddenly, Luo Yang realized that he wasn't seasoned enough, as his confidence to win was too evident, scaring off Wang Yunxiong.
Otherwise, he might have made a fortune from this bet.
Luo Yang laughed, "Third Master, I didn't expect to frighten you."
Wang Yunxiong said indifferently, "I never do anything that I'm not sure of."
From these words, it was evident that Wang Yunxiong was very confident about this negotiation.
"Wipe the slate clean on what happened before?" Luo Yang popped two peanuts into his mouth, each bite punctuated with a loud crack.
"Of course," said Wang Yunxiong, his words laden with hidden meanings.
At this point, Luo Yang guessed that Wang Yunxiong wanted the formula for the beauty product.
Luo Yang waited for Wang Yunxiong to speak, but he just smoked in silence.
The wisps of smoke rose to a certain height before fading away, leaving only the smell of tobacco lingering in the private room.
