Xiaoke and the middle-aged fatty were already outside the assessment area before the monthly assessment started, and their gazes, intentionally or inadvertently, were fixed on one of the battle arenas. 

“This bet...Hey, it’s actually pretty interesting.” The middle-aged fatty’s expression was somewhat strange. 

“It’s ridiculous. Only she would do something like that!” Xiaoke frowned, her graceful and fair face flushing with anger. 

Even now, she couldn’t forgive Xiaoman for what she had done. 

“It’s not that bad. Don't forget that Lin Xun has been with Old Mo these days. Maybe Xiaoman made the bet because she saw a certain possibility.” The middle-aged fatty consoled her in a gentle voice. 

“Old Mo?” Xiaoke’s beautiful face grew colder. “If she dares to help Lin Xun cheat, I won’t forgive her!”

The middle-aged fatty felt a headache coming on. Xiaoke clearly hated Xiaoman to the bone, and she was very stubborn and wouldn't easily change her views.  

He said helplessly, “Don’t you have confidence in Lin Xun?”

Xiaoke fell silent and then she...