"Young master, it's your turn." Seeing his shocked expression, which looked like he had swallowed a raw egg, Shen Jinghua smiled, revealing a hint of frivolity.
"Tch, what's the big deal? It's just a coincidence." Geng Mingxuan said contemptuously, picked up the slingshot and prepared it, aimed at the second cup, let go, and with a bang, the glass beads hit the top of the cup, and the cup fell over. The water came out and his face turned black.
