Feeling Lonely?

Xing Junhuan got off the car and gave Lu Zhanbei a provocative smile. "Lu Zhanbei, what great timing. Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

"I might be interested if it were your bother."

In other words, he wasn't good enough to challenge Lu Zhanbei.

As Lu Zhanbei and Lin Wanwan boarded the car, Xing Junhuan joined them shamelessly.

"I'm not talking about combat. Everything should come in order, don't you think? I had promised my life to her when she was eight. Now that you have stolen my wife from me while I was gone, don't you see the problem?"

Lu Zhanbei glanced at Lin Wanwan. "Is that true?"

Lin Wanwan put three fingers up in the air. "I hereby promise my life to you and you only."

Lu Zhanbei turned to Xing Junhuan. "Heard that? Get off now."

Xing Junhuan had his arms folded. "Lu Zhanbei, let's at least compete for her."

"In that case, let's compete on who's wealthier."