Chu Ning slowly began to speak; upon hearing this, Yun Anlan's eyebrows knit slightly, "Such a random competition—if the operator behind the gambling doesn't have contact with the team, I'm afraid the risk could be rather substantial."
"You're sharp, senior, to have grasped the essence right away. Indeed, this is what we call a 'fixed match' where the bookmaker colludes with the team to fleece the gamblers."
Yun Anlan showed no response to Chu Ning's flattery, as anyone could see through the scam at hand.
What she pondered was the purpose behind Chu Ning telling her this tale.
"You mean to suggest that you want to 'fix' a match with me?" Yun Anlan frowned, "No, according to what you said, the best way to make money from a fixed match is to let the dark horse win. But you're already confident in your own victory..."
Whoosh!
Yun Anlan's expression darkened instantaneously; she understood the purpose behind Chu Ning telling her all this.
He was threatening her.
