“You’ve won,” Liu Qingge says stiffly, after a long moment. “I cede.” “Oh?” Luo Binghe says, smirk spreading across his lips. “You’ll pay the forfeit?” “Didn’t you just hear me?” He's trying to keep his temper in check, with Shen Qingqiu watching him so closely. He’s only one monster short; it would take two more to break past even. “Very well then,” Luo Binghe says, grin stretching his lips irritatingly. “Strip.”