When Jin Xiang saw Yang Yu walk in, his eyes widened in surprise: "Yang Yu? What are you doing here?"
"How about we gamble again?" Yang Yu smiled and said, "If you win, you can name your prize. Anything I have is yours."
Jin Xiang, having lost once before, was cautious about gambling with Yang Yu again: "What if you win?"
"If I win, you'll work for me from now on," Yang Yu laughed, "You're the least bloodthirsty Angel's Wings I've ever met."
"Actually, I really don't like killing," Jin Xiang said helplessly, spreading his hands, "But Australia couldn't tolerate me; back then, the Wu Family hired many people to kill me. If Eliza hadn't saved me, I'd be a box of ashes by now."
Yang Yu said, "Last time in Australia, you already gave your life back to her, and you've been working for her for so many years. Haven't you repaid enough?"
"Debts aren't calculated like that," Jin Xiang said with a bitter smile, "I owe her my life, and it will only be paid off when I'm dead."