357 A Dirty Trick
After leaving the restaurant and casino, Zhao Ya stopped everyone and expressed her disagreement, "You're all acting so rashly, indulging my recklessness. What if I had lost? We would have lost a fortune."
Zhao Zhitong patted Zhao Ya confidently, "Sister Yaya, I have faith in your abilities. Just perform as you normally do. Don't let our bet affect you. After all, that money came from the Fei Clan, so whether we win or not, we won't be at a loss. Most importantly, we can't lose our momentum."
Wei Zijian nodded in agreement, "Exactly, exactly, Master is right. We cannot lose momentum."
Amidst everyone's encouragement, the group returned to their lodgings. As soon as they arrived, Zhao Ya was ushered into her room to rest, to ensure she would have ample energy for the final round tomorrow.
「In the blink of an eye, it was time for the last round of the competition.」
