Donor nodded. "Alright!"
Xuanyuan Chen placed the white chess piece beside Donor's chess piece. "I bet they won't succeed." Xuanyuan Chen had known Beatrice since he was young. He had seen clearly how much she hated men. He didn't think a person like Beatrice could marry a man, let alone a weakling like Feng Yuncheng.
Donor also picked up his chess piece and engraved a row of words on it. "My bet is a bottle of holy water."
The Holy Water of Light was much more precious than the puppet.
Seeing this, more and more students followed suit and placed their white stones.
In the end, only Yu Huang, Mo Yuelou, and Estelle had yet to place their bets.
The reason Estelle didn't bet was because he was poor and couldn't take out a decent wager. Knowing how poor Estelle was, Donor skipped over Estelle and swept his gaze towards Yu Huang.
Everyone looked at Yu Huang.
