Zeiss, who was watching the show in front of the TV, widened his eyes when he saw Lee place a bet of ten million dollars.
"When did this guy become so rich? Wait. This doesn't seem to matter. When did he learn to gamble?"
Zeiss and Lee had known each other for a long time, so he naturally knew that Lee was not a gambler. It was already strange that he would be invited to participate in the competition for the supreme king of gamblers. It was even more inconceivable that this guy had been lucky to the final.
"It seems that I have to communicate with this guy later."
With a bitter smile, Zeiss picked up the beer beside him and took a sip. Judging from his appearance, it was obvious that he had just woken up.
He stretched himself. Zeiss even felt a little bored on such an ordinary day.
"Think about what you should do today. Go to the scene to see Lee's performance."