With Pressure Comes Motivation

Lan Xinyu looked at the battle list and speechlessly turned to look at Ling Chuxi. What kind of luck was this? Ling Chuxi was really a crow's beak. She jinxed this. She had just talked about it, but Lan Xinyu never thought that she would actually really encounter E Shulan.

"What are you looking at me like that for?!" barked Ling Chuxi as she glared at Lan Xinyu. "It's not like I arranged it. You have bad luck is all. I don't care, I am still going to bet that you win. If you cause me to lose any money, I'll beat you up another round." Ling Chuxi had borrowed quite a bit of money from her two disciples. The fifth princess indeed had money, but she never thought that Luo Li had even more money. Hearing that Ling Chuxi wanted to borrow money, he almost dug to the bottom of his own home to give her everything.

"You are purposely making things difficult!" hissed Lan Xinyu angrily through gritted teeth.