Despite Jiang Xiaoman's words and confident face, the man was still a little worried. Because the stakes were simply too high. Although they wouldn't go bankrupt if they lost but it would still be a significant loss. He tried to persuade Jiang Xiaoman,
"Master, do you know how many people have placed their bets? The amounts are terrifyingly high."
Jiang Xiaoman did not falter when she heard this. She didn't think that she would lose anyway. In her mind, this was a sure-win bet. Why should she be afraid of making money? Even if there was a risk, it wasn't like she couldn't afford it. She drank her flower tea and said calmly,
"Oh? Is it exceptionally high?"
Although this was a noble school and those who attended it were mostly second-generation rich kids, including some from the top families, these children didn't have much pocket money. So, there was no need to worry. But the man replied worriedly,
