Voices announced the bets one after the other.
Perhaps it was because the sum of money was so large, but the attendants voices were especially clear. The atmosphere was getting heated.
"Yanyan, what do we do?"
The girls looked to Ning Yunyan uneasily.
"Do we still bet?"
It was so scary.
Was she still fighting with them?
Ning Yunyan looked at the stage, her lips purple from biting.
The girl on stage was still standing there steadily, her veil not moving the slightest from its place. But Ning Yunyan seemed to be able to see the sneer on her face, a very satisfied sneer.
"Bet it!" Ning Yunyan said as she slapped the window. "One thousand taels, bet it all. Pressure her to death with money."
The girls looked at each other with dismay and terror. The servant even shook her head.
"Young Miss, we can’t, it’s too much. We can’t continue playing," she said nervously.
