"I won fifty thousand." Lingling looked down, also somewhat excited.
Tan Ke gave a thumbs-up. "We need to reevaluate the rating of your fighting chicken; it's at least a B now."
Everyone had a new understanding of the fat chicken's combat power, only then realizing that what Jing Shu said on the plane about the fighting chicken was true.
The companions, whether they believed in Jing Shu or simply placed bets, were all grinning now—it was indeed an unexpected windfall.
Due to the chaos at the scene, Jing Shu saw several people pull out guns as if aiming at the fat chicken, so she didn't dare to linger. She exchanged nearly three hundred thousand Black Market Coins and quickly slipped away with her companions.
