Chapter 1152: Chapter 1152: [Temporary Bet]

“It’s actually 65 strokes, which would definitely rank in the top three of any competition this year. Possibly even the best score!”

“Ryukawa Kumo is truly angry, releasing his fury with a 65!”

“This is like giving Ye Mingtian a lesson! Who asked Ye Mingtian to be that arrogant!”

“This is a slap in the face, and not just Ye Mingtian’s face, but Divine Land’s face too!”

…

While everyone marveled at the record, they also began to worry for Ye Mingtian, as a furious Ryukawa Kumo played beyond his usual performance.

If it were a standard par, Ye Mingtian might still have a chance. But a score of 65 means he needs at least seven birdies to tie with Ryukawa Kumo, and eight to win.

Feeling a lot more relaxed after the match, Ryukawa Kumo wiped his sweat with a towel and approached Ye Mingtian.

“Mr. Ye, please? I hope you can perform well. This course is excellent, and I managed to score even better than I expected, especially with an eagle that surprised me,” Ryukawa Kumo said with a forced smile.

Ye Mingtian smiled and said, “I’ve never played golf before, so I don’t know what a 65 means, but I believe my score will definitely be lower than 65!”

Ye Mingtian spoke with a calmness that radiated an inner confidence from his bones, perhaps an innate charisma.

Arrogant!

Extremely arrogant!

To others, Ye Mingtian seemed extremely arrogant.

For someone to make such a claim to a professional player who possibly has the best score this year is overconfidence beyond measure, especially considering Ye Mingtian has only been playing golf for about an hour.

“Boom!”

The moment Ye Mingtian said those words, everyone was shocked, especially Ryukawa Kumo, who was about to explode.

Even as the head of the Rukawa family, he couldn’t remain calm in the face of such provocation.

“Is Ye Senior always this cocky? Do his parents know?” Ye Chenfeng laughed.

Chu Qingxue shook her head and said, “He’s not arrogant; he’s always been like this. That’s just who he is!”

Ryukawa Kumo suddenly lowered his voice, chuckling coldly, “I’m looking forward to Mr. Ye’s performance. I remember in a competition in Japan this year, there was another person from Divine Land, just as confident as you, saying he would beat me by five strokes, but in the end, he couldn’t even meet the par.”

Ye Mingtian smiled nonchalantly, “Don’t worry, Mr. Rukawa, I’ve never made a promise I couldn’t keep.”

Ryukawa Kumo’s mouth curled into a mocking smile, “Haha, today I learned a characteristic of people from Divine Land, it’s truly enlightening.”

Although Ryukawa Kumo didn’t say it outright, the meaning was clear: people from Divine Land love to boast.

“Is Ryukawa Kumo belittling us from Divine Land?”

“Now I really hope Ye Mingtian can win, even though it’s impossible.”

“Sigh, just hope he doesn’t lose too badly. Hopefully, Ye Mingtian can at least finish par.”

…

Before Ye Mingtian took the stage, he seemed to remember something and said to Ryukawa Kumo, “Mr. Rukawa, before we start, there’s something I’d like to say to you:”

“Oh? What is it?” Ryukawa Kumo was intrigued.

“Let’s make a bet on this round?” Ye Mingtian said calmly.

“What? Ye Mingtian wants to bet on the game? Isn’t he bound to lose?”

People on the sidelines were first shocked, unsure of what Ye Mingtian was up to.

Ryukawa Kumo kept his gaze fixed on Ye Mingtian and asked, “What exactly?”

“If I win, you have to give up one-third of the Asia electronics market!” Ye Mingtian’s eyes gleamed sharply.

Ryukawa Kumo smiled and asked, “And if I win?”

“I’ll give you the entire Divine Land electronics market. You should know my capabilities,” Ye Mingtian said.

“Oh my God, Ye Mingtian has gone mad!”

“Yeah, absolutely crazy, giving away the entire Divine Land electronics market for nothing.”

“Truly a squanderer, what perfect man? Isn’t this foolish? Just giving things away for free!”

The crowd was about to explode, all criticizing Ye Mingtian.

Ryukawa Kumo nodded, “Alright, it’s a deal.”

Even though it was a verbal agreement, with so many witnesses, neither side would back down.

Ye Mingtian glanced at Ryukawa Kumo and said, “You’re bound to lose!”

“Hahahaha…”

Ryukawa Kumo laughed heartily, saying nothing more.

Ye Mingtian, who everyone was eagerly watching, stepped up to the tee with a calm demeanor. His grip was freestyle, seeming casual and even a bit carefree.

“Snap!”

Finally, Ye Mingtian teed off, and although his posture was elegant and noble, any expert could see it was too flashy, practically impractical.

“Huh? A par-three hole took five strokes to complete! Ye Mingtian truly is a beginner!”

“To achieve this in just an hour is already miraculous. It took me over ten strokes on my first try.”

As the game began, everyone was stunned as Ye Mingtian’s performance was utterly novice-like, taking five strokes on a par-three hole.

“Hehe…”

From afar, Ryukawa Kumo’s lips naturally curled into a mocking smirk as he watched Ye Mingtian with a teasing gaze.

Perhaps only Ye Mingtian’s twin secretaries maintained consistent composure, their expressions unchanged, remaining completely confident in Ye Mingtian.

“Another five strokes! At this rate, at least eighty to ninety strokes!”

“Indeed, it’s very likely to go over a hundred strokes, which would be utterly humiliating.”

“Sigh, this time Ye Mingtian’s face is getting slapped hard; the word perfect may never be associated with him again.”

…

All around, people were sighing, having lost hope in Ye Mingtian.

“Another five strokes! Oh, this loss is too devastating, isn’t it?”

Meanwhile, Ryukawa Kumo, watching, could hardly contain his laughter, thinking: Young people will pay for their arrogance, especially young people from Divine Land. They need to understand their own limits.

“Huh? This time was good, completed par.”

On the final par-three hole, Ye Mingtian actually achieved par.

Despite this, it was too little too late. Even if he completed the remaining fourteen holes at par, Ye Mingtian would only finish with a 78, which was clearly impossible.

As he approached a par-four hole, Ye Mingtian turned his head and, surprisingly, smiled at Chu Qingxue.

Chu Qingxue felt bewildered, utterly puzzled.

Seeing this, Ye Chenfeng said casually, “According to the script, King Leaf is about to start showing off.”

“Completed a par-four hole in three strokes! Birdie!”

In the next moment, the entire crowd was in shock.

Because Ye Mingtian scored a birdie.