Baller Palace Lord

The bets below were too loud, so the spectators naturally heard them.

The Palace Lord curled her lips. "Ling Yin, bet 5,000 taels of silver on the successor of the Jin family!"

Ling Yin whispered, "Palace Lord, are you sure? If you lose…"

The Palace Lord said, "The Hundred Flowers Palace has plenty of money. We can afford it!"

The Assassin Alliance did not bet on this round.

It was not that they did not have money, but in their opinion, there was no need to bet on such a disparity in strength. There was no suspense at all.

Xiahou Qing did not bet. He was the dealer.

"Who did Jin'er bet on?" he asked his adopted son, Xie Jinnian.

Xie Jinnian said warmly, "The descendant of the Jin family."

"Oh?" Xiahou Qing was a little surprised. "Why her?"

Xie Jinnian said, "Her medical skills are not bad."

Xiahou Qing said, "It's not about medical skills in the arena."

Xie Jinnian smiled without saying anything.