"Brother Ce, against the Young Master, what kind of chance of winning does Yin'er actually have?" an elder asked with lingering resentment.
Even in choosing a side, they still harbored deep anxieties.
How could Lin Ce not see through this little bit of petty calculation? He immediately answered bluntly, "Let's put it this way: even if Yin'er were to fight the Young Master with one hand tied behind his back, I honestly cannot imagine any way for the Young Master to win the next match."
Chapter 57