Zhuang Dayong glanced at Dongfang Ming in surprise. I don’t know why Dongfang Ming bit Li Si.
Li Si smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."
Dongfang Ming was angry by his irresistible attitude and said in a deep voice: "Since it's a competition, why not do this? Let's compete in three games. One is shooting skills, the second is fists and kicks, and the third is cold weapons. Two wins in three games. Let's add a lottery. Whoever loses will give up pursuing Rongrong."