Sensitive Identity

Lin Wan glanced at Li Yanchen from the corner of her eye. He looked very confident.

Li Zexuan leaned close to his father. "Mr. Li, is this what you did when you were young? You will definitely win. Brother Luo Xi probably doesn't even know what weeds look like."

The first half of his eldest son's sentence made Li Yanchen rather happy. However, the last half of his sentence caused his face to turn solemn. 'Brother Luo Xi?'

"Uncle," Li Yanchen corrected. "Call him uncle."

"Uncle Luo Xi will definitely lose," said Li Zexuan quickly.

"The winning family will be rewarded with an Australian lobster tonight," the staff announced.

The bullet screen was filled with sighs.

[Tsk. The reward is getting more and more perfunctory. Who hasn't eaten Australian lobsters before?]

[I thought that it would be something fancy.]

[It's just a small game. The reward is just a formality. Don't take it so seriously.]