C57 Bet on Luck(2)
"Craftsman Lyi seems to really want Ogres King to win?" The old man squeezed out of the crowd, and a calm voice suddenly came from behind him.
The old man casually replied, "I don't expect anyone to defeat this man-eating bastard, but he can't even last fifteen minutes! What a waste!" After he finished speaking, he seemed to remember that the voice was very unfamiliar. Turning his head
