Chapter 618 Princess Consort

Betting ended, and the match had begun.

"The Cold-blooded General will win!"

"Bite him to death!"

People were cheering and shouting loudly.

There was no doubt that most of the individuals in the arena had bet on the victory of the Cold-blooded General.

How could a mere human possibly win against the Tibetan Mastiff, the king amongst dogs, capable of biting a lion to death?

Of course, there were also a few who had bet on Wang Dadong's victory, after all, the odds of ten to one were enticing enough to take the risk.

"Miss, I've tallied the bets: 287 people bet on the Tibetan Mastiff to win, and..." a staff member respectfully reported the data to Huangfu Nuo.

Huangfu Nuo waved her hand to interrupt the staff member, saying, "I only need to know how much money I will lose."