Very Unhappy

The cultivation of Feng Ze Country and Dong Xin Country were quite similar. For many years, they had taken turns alternating between third and fourth placing.

As for Nan Xia Country, for many years, they had firmly held the spot of last place. No matter how the other countries fought each other for their lives, Nan Xia Country had stood firm, not shirking the responsibility of bagging the honor of 'First Place'. Well, 'First Place' counting backwards…. 

So it was not surprising that the betting counter of Nan Xia Country was so deserted, and that the surrounding crowds had been giving Ling Chuxi and the others strange looks. 

"Bet!" Ling Chuxi said to the assistant who was dozing off. She could understood more or less the meaning of the ranking of those countries on the wall, but she did not take it to heart.

…

"Bet!" No response. Ling Chuxi frowned.

…

"Hey, I want to place a bet!" Ling Chuxi was very close to beating him up.