C98 The young master of the Iron family, Wen Dou!

Ye Xing rolled his eyes and said: "Brother, a match is fine, but how about changing the bet?"

"If you lose, then call me grandpa obediently. If I lose, then I don't need you to call me grandpa anymore!"

The burly teenager's body instantly erupted with a berserk aura, "Ye Xing