Great Qin: I Transmigrated as Fusu

“Brother Boyu, are you having second thoughts? Why not just admit it in front of everyone? There’s no shame in that...” Seeing Liu Qi fall silent, his expression shifting unpredictably, Yuan Shu could not help feeling secretly delighted. Liu Qi had played pitch-pot before, but he was clearly no expert. Otherwise, his subordinates would not be so anxious, or fan the flames and make the tension even worse. All eyes were now fixed on Liu Qi. He was a man, and even if he lost, he had to show the proper dignity.