"Sis, although Yin Hu isn't that great, the Imperial Team's overall winning odds are still pretty obvious," Xi Rubao pondered, "But what's hard to predict is what the final score will be. Each round is worth 10 points, and the Imperial Team has already won 8 rounds. On the foreign side, the strongest is M country, they've won 3 rounds, the score is 80:30, I guess... we'll end up with something like 100:50!"
Wu Qianman nodded, "I agree with Bao Bao's analysis."
Bai He mused, "Don't underestimate M Country. In previous years, their scores closely chased ours, several times we only won by a mere ten points, and last year we even lost. We can't be careless this time."
Xi Rubao twisted a lock of hair in his hand, feeling a bit wistful, "Ah, I was already being quite conservative! I just overheard that old man behind us betting we'd have a score of 200:20 against M Country!"
