Jiang Feng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, “I-I also bet that Brother Gu will live!”0

Jiang Hong side glanced at him. “Seventh Brother, don’t embarrass yourself by bringing out a few thousand essence crystals.”0

The fatty looked curious. “Right, Brother Jiang, I remember you’re broke as a joke.”0

However, Jiang Feng didn’t lower his head this time, instead meeting Jiang Hong’s gaze directly. “My mansion is worth seven hundred thousand essence crystals. I’ll wager that.”0

Beside him, Chief Steward Li also didn’t object for once. Despite being fully aware that this was Gu Han’s own choice, and that Jiang Feng would most likely lose the bet, seeing so many people betting on Gu Han’s death still made him feel somewhat ...0