The Saint Emperor Great Perfection, such a concept did not and would not exist in this world.
Thus, Chu Qingyu no longer hesitated and directly accepted the wager with Xia Feng.
She didn't need Xia Feng's jade pendant anyway, and the keepsake in her hand couldn't be given to him.
Unless... Xia Feng and she...
That was impossible.
While she didn't dislike Xia Feng, Chu Qingyu couldn't possibly have feelings for him upon their first meeting.
Accepting the bet was merely to match the atmosphere; refusing would have made her a laughingstock.
Since all bets were sure to win, she felt that if she didn't accept, no one would dare to make a wager with her again.
"A deal is a deal," Xia Feng nodded with a smile.
"A deal is a deal," Chu Qingyu nodded in agreement.
"Truly overestimating yourself, speaking so boastfully you might just bite off your tongue." Tan Youzhi had long been unable to stand it. Seeing Chu Qingyu agree to the terms with him, and the two of them actually beginning their wager, felt like…
To Tan Youzhi, this was akin to public displays of affection.
Right in front of him, they were flaunting their affection. What was that supposed to mean?
Chu Qingyu had made it clear that the jade pendant on her person was her keepsake, yet Xia Feng produced four identical jade pendants. What was the implication?
Was he suggesting that he and Chu Qingyu were a match made in heaven?
A pair of pure, infatuated lovers?
The more Tan Youzhi looked, the more displeased he became. Knowing that it was impossible, Xia Feng still gambled with Chu Qingyu, wasn't that tantamount to giving the jade pendants in his hand to Chu Qingyu?
Therefore, Tan Youzhi couldn't help but lash out with mockery.
He hadn't yet entered Chu Qingyu's heart, let alone her body.
He felt that as long as he persisted, he could attain both, and even if he failed to enter her heart, he could still make a move for the latter.
Now, with the sudden appearance of Xia Feng, who was more handsome than himself, and more importantly, possessed four jade pendants identical to Chu Qingyu's, hinting at something, Tan Youzhi was incensed.
"Tan Youzhi, could you please shut up?" Chu Qingyu turned her head, annoyed, and scolded Tan Youzhi.
She was chatting with Xia Feng, and this person kept babbling beside them. Anyone would feel irritated, hence her expression towards Tan Youzhi turned cold.
"Miss Chu, this person definitely has ill intentions. When you left, your father instructed me to protect your safety. I must ensure you are wary of bad people approaching," Tan Youzhi said with a righteous demeanor.
In reality, he knew the truth of the matter best.
Wasn't he merely using his father's instructions as an excuse to keep other men away from Chu Qingyu?
Xia Feng, who was he? Had he not seen all sorts of people?
The moment Tan Youzhi opened his mouth, Xia Feng guessed what he was about to do and what his inner thoughts were.
Without any reservation, Xia Feng exposed Tan Youzhi on the spot and slowly said, "Since you are here to protect Miss Chu, then do your job properly. Don't try to play the role of a servant boy trying to steal the young lady."
"It's not just one or two days that you've liked Miss Chu, right?"
Xia Feng finished speaking, looking at Tan Youzhi with a smile.
Tan Youzhi's expression changed upon hearing this. His innermost thoughts had been revealed by Xia Feng to his face. Anyone would struggle to remain calm in such a situation.
Chu Qingyu looked at Tan Youzhi in surprise and quickly took a few steps back, seeming somewhat disgusted.
Tan Youzhi's face turned from green to red.
Now that he had been exposed by Xia Feng, if he denied it, it would only make Chu Qingyu look down on him.
More importantly, if he denied liking Chu Qingyu, wouldn't that be an indirect insult to her?
It would make Chu Qingyu think she wasn't beautiful enough.
Therefore, Tan Youzhi suppressed his anger and, almost gritting his teeth, said,
"So what if I like Miss Chu? Are you going to compete with me?"
Xia Feng waved his hand. "You are not worthy of competing with me."
Upon hearing this, Tan Youzhi could no longer contain his rage and lunged at Xia Feng with a punch. "You're seeking death."