Facing Park Sangwoo's sudden attack, Ye Feng was not surprised. He only smiled coldly.
"Since you said that I cheated, then tell , how did I cheat? As long as you can say it, I'll admit it."
"This…"
Park Sangwoo was instantly speechless. He was just a cornered dog, so what could he say? He could only continue to say forcefully, "Anyway, you cheated. That ga just now doesn't count. Let's start again."
This ti, without waiting for Ye Feng to speak, the fatty who was watching from the side imdiately disagreed: "Why should we start again? If we lose, we'll admit our losses, but you're going back on your word? The Koreans were indeed the Koreans. They didn't keep their promises."
The other onlookers also responded.
"That's right. There are so many of us watching. He didn't cheat at all."
"That's right, especially when he let you choose the third round. You made the wrong choice."
"Do you really think we Chinese are all cowards? You have to honor the bet you made today, or you won't be able to walk out of the antique street."
"That's right. If you want to renege on your debt, you have to ask if we agree first."
"We don't agree. We have to honor the bet!"
"We do not agree…"
The group of people imdiately shouted at the Koreans. They were all furious and looked like they were about to attack.
The Koreans were so scared that their faces turned pale. It seed that if they didn't honor the bet today, it wouldn't be easy for them to leave.
However, they were indeed in the wrong in this matter. They had won here for the entire morning, and when they lost, they had honored their promises.
Now that it was their turn to lose, how could it be so easy to renege on the debt?
Lee Young-Ki looked at him with a dark expression. "Sangwoo, please honor your bet."
Park Sangwoo looked at him in disbelief. "Teacher, I can't…"
If he knelt on the ground and shouted "I'm a pig" a hundred tis, he could barely fulfill his promise. But if he had to carve the word 'pig' on his face, it would be worse than death for him.
Lee Young-Ki glared at him coldly. "I've already stopped you before. You were the one who insisted on agreeing to him."
"Now that you've lost, please honor your bet and don't bring sha to us Koreans."
Park Sangwoo looked at Lee Young-Ki and then at the excited crowd. He knew that if he insisted on denying it today, he would probably die.
He had no choice but to kneel on the ground and shout in humiliation, "I'm a pig, I'm a pig…"
"Louder, I can't hear you."
The fat man imdiately cheered. The depression of losing 10 million just now was swept away.
"I'm a pig, I'm a pig, I'm a pig…"
Park Sangwoo's humiliated voice echoed throughout the antique street. He had never been humiliated like this before, and it was in front of so many Chinese people. This made him feel even more tornted.
Especially when these Chinese people kept pointing at him and talking and laughing, it made him even more resentful.
A bunch of lowly Chinese people, he would definitely make you pay the price.
He gritted his teeth and repeated 'I'm a pig' a hundred tis, then he slowly stood up and glared at Ye Feng.
All the humiliation today was because of this person. He wished he could eat his flesh and sleep with his skin.
Ye Feng t his venomous gaze. A faint smile appeared on his face. "There is one last punishnt. Do you want to do it yourself, or do you want to help you?"
The hatred on Park Sangwoo's face imdiately dissipated and was replaced by deep fear.
He had spent a lot of effort on this face. Just the minor adjustnts were no less than dozens of tis. If he wanted to destroy this face now, he might as well kill him with a knife.
"I... Can I compensate you with a sum of money? The last punishnt... Forget it?"
When Ye Feng heard his suggestion, he smiled even more happily. "Alright, then pay all the money you won this morning and I will let you go."
Park Sangwoo was initially happy when he heard that he had agreed, but when he heard his request, his face turned gloomy again.
They had won nearly 200 million in cash this morning, as well as a lot of antique jade. In total, they had won more than 300 million.
Moreover, these were basically won by his teacher, Lee Young-Ki. He had no right to make decisions.
"Hurry up and do it. Stop dawdling. Why don't I help you?" The fat man jeered again, looking eager to give it a try.
Park Sangwoo had no choice but to grab a golden hairpin next to him with trembling hands and prepare to make a move.
"Enough!"
At this mont, Lee Young-Ki suddenly spoke up, "Killing soone is just a head-to-head matter. Sangwoo was already humiliated just now. Do we really have to disfigure him?"
He was asking Ye Feng this question, his eyes were filled with threat.
"He agreed to the bet himself. I didn't force him. Since he agreed, he should honor it. Is there a problem?" Ye Feng ignored his threat and imdiately retorted.
Seeing that his threat was ineffective, Lee Young-Ki's tone softened a little. "But this punishnt is too severe. He's still so young. If he gets a scar on his face, his life will be ruined. Can you change it?"
Ye Feng smiled. "Alright, he is too young to carve words, you are already so old, why don't you just accept the punishnt for him?"
Lee Young-Ki's face darkened again. "Is there really no room for negotiation?"
Ye Feng's expression also turned cold. "If his mouth was not that cheap, perhaps there would be room for negotiation."
"But since he dared to insult my friend, what's the point of discussing?"
"He must be punished today. Even if the emperor cos, it won't work."
Cheng Fei'er, who was standing beside him, imdiately felt excited.
This fellow was usually not serious in front of her, but when he was serious… He was quite handso!
Park Sangwoo held the golden hairpin in one hand and looked at his teacher. That was his last hope.
The scene imdiately fell into a short silence, and the atmosphere was extrely oppressive.
An even more intense conflict seed to be brewing.
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