"One to four?"
"One to five?"
...
"One to ten! Just put out ten thousand taels of silver, and in a blink, it turns into a million taels. If you put out a million, it'll be ten million in no time. Where else could you find such a great opportunity? Just treat it as buying some fun. Ten thousand taels, a million taels, it's not a big deal for you. You can't lose money or get scammed, but act fast, or you'll be too late!" Ling Baobao shouted in an extremely emotional tone.
His emotional persuasion wasn't wasted. Looking at those people's eyes, they seemed to really be hesitating.
Nie Fangsheng was so angry that his entire body trembled slightly. No one was willing to bet even with one to ten odds. Did outsiders really think that Mu Hanyan, who had learned sword casting technique for less than a day, had such a level of skill? Wasn't his ten years of hard work, compared to Mu Hanyan, simply worthless?
