"What? You say you want to be a 'Super Mario'? My God! Are you kidding me?" Ye Xiangxue couldn't believe her own eyes. But looking at her, she didn't seem to be joking.
"Miss Hua, what's wrong with you? Are you short of money? You know…" Ye Xiangxue hadn't finished speaking when Hua Xiaomo easily cut her off. "So what if I know that rich person? That money has his name on it, not mine. If I take other people's money, I have to do things that I'm unwilling to do, and I don't like that."
Hua Xiaomo's gaze drifted to the ring, and she asked thoughtfully, "If I could get up there to fight, I could make a lot of money, couldn't I?"
Ye Xiangxue thought about it, her brows furrowing. "Miss Hua, you should give up that idea. If you're not a real fighter, a single punch could end you. Why bother?"
"How do you know I'm not a real fighter?" Hua Xiaomo laughed. Then she looked at her. "Quick, tell me how much one match is?"
