Amazed by Li Poxiao's practiced spell-borrowing and speed, I fell silent for a moment before turning around and taking the ticket to the counter to settle the bill.
I had bet big, so I was practically a VIP. The beautiful woman had earned quite a hefty commission from my bet and happily calculated the winnings before transferring the money into my account.
I was just about to ask the beauty something when Ji Chen arrived with his two child attendants, his face dark. "Xia Yitian, you're something else. I've never gambled big before, but you won this round. The next round, however, will be a showdown between the two of us. Heh heh, do you dare to bet? How about we play one more round and see who can defeat the other within a minute?"
"How much more money can you bet?" I glanced at him, hesitating inwardly. I really wanted to beat this bastard to a pulp. He had actually framed me, causing Ouyang Hanruo and Liu Cong to stop paying attention to me. This grudge was enormous.
"Hmph. This peachwood sword is something I just bought. It's worth a million! Do you dare bet?" Ji Chen said through clenched teeth. The previous gamble had already cost him enough to make him want to cry. The only thing on him that still had any value was the peachwood sword.
"Only a million? With that little money, you'd better keep it to buy milk powder for those two kids behind you when you get home. Lose it, and you'll become penniless. You won't even be able to support your child attendants." I sneered at the two little child attendants behind him.
"What did you say?!" Ji Chen and the two child attendants behind him almost shouted in unison. They were