Ling Chuxi hesitated for a moment so Gao Wentian said, "Miss Ling, I am not going to ask you what the herbs you want are for. Be rest assured."
Ling Chuxi only agreed to follow Gao Wentian to go over to the hall behind the shop after hearing these words. After going up to the second floor, Gao Wentian ordered people to serve them tea and then smiled as he began speaking to Ling Chuxi once more, "Miss Ling, what I want to ask is this—is it true that you that have placed bets on yourself to win the upcoming fighting ring competition?"
"You are well informed," said Ling Chuxi as she looked at Gao Wentian, somewhat surprised. She did not deny it as she nodded and said, "That's right. I have placed bets on myself to win first place."
"Miss Ling, I am very keen to know where you get this confidence from," enquired Gao Wentian with a smile. "However, I know that Miss Ling will not tell me the reason."
