A Clue

"Shi Mu wins! Chen Zuomu is out," announced the red-browed youth.

There was a sudden commotion under the ring, but those seated at the gambling table were even more stunned.

Many who had placed their bets on Chen Zuomu were dumbfounded and regretting their choice.

The wretched man who initially scoffed at Ma Long for betting Shi Mu was the most astonished of all. As he watched Ma Long being handed her prize of a big bag of spirit stones, he was so filled with regret that tears were visible at the corners of his eyes.

Cai jumped to and fro on Ma Long's shoulders. He was staring so eagerly at the spirit stones that his eyes looked like they were about to fall out.

According to Ma Long's calculations, the number of Shi Mu's top-quality spirit stones must have gone up to a thousand and eight hundred. Seeing that she had too made a healthy profit out of this gamble, she was in a good mood.