"Weren't your juniors the ones pulling strings with the bets just now?" Hua Yue said in a low voice.
"Actually, no. The word's already been passed down to the juniors. I doubt they'd dare disobey us. Take another look at the list of bets yourself." Guo Mingcheng folded his arms across his chest, paying no mind to the anger on Hua Yue's face.
Seeing Zhu Yinglong and Guo Mingcheng looking perfectly calm, Hua Yue grew somewhat suspicious. He ordered someone to bring over the complete betting list, and sure enough, there were no bets listed under Zhu Jinfu, Guo Jingyu, Yu Zimo, or the others.
"That kid surnamed Lu can't possibly have so many low-grade spirit crystals on hand. Based on their previous betting ratios and their winnings from the first two matches, the six of them together would have almost exactly the same amount as the one hundred and forty thousand low-grade spirit crystals currently wagered."
Hua Yue said coolly, "You agreed to this in word, yet you're playing this trick of smuggling troops across the Chencang route behind my back. What's the point? We're all people of standing in Yuanling City. If this really gets ugly, none of us will come out ahead."
"Brother Yue, you've got it wrong. Since we agreed not to let the juniors get involved, of course we'll keep our word. It's just that Pill King Lu is already a second-tier Pill King, a figure worthy of respect. If he advances to become a third-tier Pill King someday, his standing will be higher than yours or mine. Besides, Pill King Lu has some business dealings with the Zhu family. If he uses the spirit pills from his pill shop as collateral to borrow some spirit crystals, there's no reason my son would refuse. What