"You're admitting defeat? You only lost two hundred million yuan! Didn't you say you had more than that to lose?"
Ling Yun jeered at Young Xiao Wu with disdain.
They were here to mess around on Green Dragon's turf. Ling Yun cut them some slack for nearly a month in Qingshui City, but he wouldn't go easy on them now that he was here to settle the score.
Young Xiao Wu's face turned red and then white. He got up from his seat and let Ling Yun verbally abuse him as he wished. He could only blame himself for his inferior skills.
"Let's continue betting. Didn't you say that you want to bring Green Dragon down?"
"They won a total of about eighty million yuan but lost two hundred million yuan in one go. Hehe, let's see how they continue!"
It was Green Dragon's turn to gloat.
The five gambling masters had ugly expressions. Of course, they cared little about the money, it was their defeat they took to heart.