Battlegrounds: the Spring of Financial Tigers

Peter felt dizzy, and then he heard a familiar voice in his ear: "Young man, are you okay? Wake up quickly." When he opened his eyes, he saw a bald man with a beard standing in front of him. Isn't this Bob? Hermaphrodites, *ass. Don't give me money. … A lot of dissatisfaction was injected into Peter's body like stimulants, and he clenched his fists and was about to hit him. "Welcome to the world of Tavern Battle!" "Ding! Please host, please start choosing!" "Option one, beat up Bob for many netizens." "Reward: Loss of important NPC." "Option two, forgive Bob and gain his favor." "Reward: Obtain a golden follower and activate the 'pet control system'." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.