Instantly, everyone was infuriated!
"Damned crooked old man, opening a gambling house and then running off with the money!"
"Even though we lost, we can't let him get away with it!"
"I'm going to kill this heartless bastard owner!" all the Kunlun disciples swore vehemently.
The scene shifted, focusing on the sloppy old man.
"Heh heh, I made a fortune! Today I actually earned twenty million Spirit Stones, and that foolish boy, betting three million Spirit Stones in one go, hahaha..." The unscrupulous fatty grinned smugly, suddenly, a cold voice transmitted.
"Hey, old man, where do you think you're going?"
"Of course I'm going home to hug my wife and count the money!" The crooked old man said with a smile, just as he looked up, his pupils suddenly shrank; "Holy shit, it's you, kid!"
Ye Wudao drew his war saber and pressed it directly against the crooked sloppy old man's neck, speaking coldly, "Hand over the Spirit Stones, and I'll spare your life!"
