"Little San, come with me for a moment..."
Just then, Flander walked over to Tang San and spoke.
Tang San seemed to have expected this. He nodded and followed him.
Meanwhile, Yin Hao walked up to Dai Mubai and patted him on the shoulder.
"It's fine. If you run out of money, just tell me. I'll help you..."
Dai Mubai stared at Yin Hao in a daze. He hadn't expected Yin Hao, whom he had only known for a few days, to say something like that to him, and he couldn't help feeling touched.
He immediately nodded solemnly.
When he returned to the counter, the old gambling regulars looked at Yin Hao completely differently.
This kid had bet one or two hundred thousand every time, and he had won every time. It stirred some thoughts in certain people's minds, and they quietly stood not far behind Yin Hao, wanting to see what he would bet on this time.
Yin Hao handed over the betting slip for Zhu Zhuqing's victory. The female attendant behind the counter first smiled as she looked at the slip, then pulled over another woman and whispered something into her ear. The woman nodded after listening and turned to leave.
The attendant who remained continued serving Yin Hao.
After a series of procedures, another sum of Gold Soul Coins entered his account. However, Zhu Zhuqing's odds had been relatively low. After deducting the Great Spirit Arena's 5% service fee, he had only made a little over a hundred thousand this time.
Yin Hao picked up the booklet in front of him and browsed through it as before. The woman who had left returned to the counter, whispered something into the attendant's ear, and left again.
Yin Hao glanced at the two of them. As expected, someone