"If I'd known it would come to this, I would've let those two beasts go from the start..."
Huang Zheng Chang regretted it so bitterly his guts might as well have turned green.
The man had won more than ninety thousand Spirit King Pills from them. That was nearly several months' profit for their Underground Casino!
If the bosses above learned that Huang Zheng Chang had set a trap only to be outwitted, causing such a huge loss, he would be in for a terrible time. His fate was easy to imagine.
His eyes darkened as he stared at Jiang Ping An and used Divine Sense Transmission again, trying one last time to salvage the situation:
"I'll return the ten thousand Spirit King Pills you put up. Take those two beasts and get out of here now, and we'll act as if today never happened! Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what? You won't let me walk out that door?"
Jiang Ping An cut off the transmission, a cold curve touching his lips as he finished the threat for him.
There was no fear in his eyes. "And were you about to add that you've got some powerful force behind you, some great backer you can use to threaten me?"
Huang Zheng Chang's face stiffened. Jiang Ping An had read his mind, leaving him momentarily speechless.
Jiang Ping An looked straight at him, sending his voice into the man's mind through Divine Sense Transmission:
"Either kill me right here in this casino, or hand over the Spirit King Pills."
Jiang Ping An had never wanted trouble. He was even a little afraid of it.
But when the other side had plainly set out to fleece him for all he was worth, how could he not strike back?
Judging by the way these people operated,