"Yes, City Lord." Tang Feng responded with a single word and then quickly left the office.
"Contractor, talents I've never seen before, Gluttonous Cruise... the real world, haha, truly fascinating." Zhao Chen flicked his cigar, a smile appearing on his face.
He felt not a twinge of sorrow for the many items Mu Rufeng had won because to him, they meant nothing.
And he was determined to possess the talents of Mu Rufeng. He just had to wait—after all, he had plenty of time.
...
"Congratulations, Mr. Mu, for betting ten million Soul Power and successfully winning twenty million Soul Power."
"Congratulations, Mr. Mu, for betting fifty years of life and successfully winning one hundred years."
"Congratulations, Mr. Mu, for betting a Special Item, refund of original bet, and successfully winning a Special Item."
Mu Rufeng glanced at his lifespan, a total of one hundred and seventy-one years.
