Fat Dragon turned his head when he heard Jia Shi say this and noticed some men behind him staring hungrily at him, as if they wanted to devour him.
He recognized them; they were the ones who specialized in setting bets and were associated with a certain elder.
Fat Dragon couldn't care less about them. In the academy, they definitely wouldn't dare lay a hand on him.
As for outside, who would ambush whom was still up in the air.
Jia Shi and the others couldn't help but sigh inwardly. They originally wanted to bet on Mo Batian winning, but there was no stall handling such bets.
Fat Dragon glanced at Jia Shi with disdain and sneered, "Are you really that foolish? Can't you provoke those people on purpose? If they get irritated, they might open the bets."
