Fists are powerful? Then I'm relieved.

"These paupers..."

Shen Lin rifled through the Summoning Rings of these people and grumbled with some dissatisfaction, "I thought people who did this kind of work would have some savings on them."

But now, including that Human Race old man, the resources in the four men's Summoning Rings added up to less than ten million Spirit Nurturing Pearls.

Yuwen Fengxian, standing nearby, said helplessly, "They're all gambling hounds. Even if they'd managed to seize resources before, they probably took them to place bets at the first opportunity."

"Tsk." Shen Lin nodded in understanding. "Gambling hounds deserve to die!"

What he had arranged for Yuwen Fengxian earlier hadn't primarily been about placing bets.

It had been about deliberately flashing their wealth while betting, then using it to fish for prey.

Unlike the other great races, the Devil Race did not prohibit fighting within the cities of their territory.

Aside from certain places where people could not be disturbed, anyone could act recklessly within the cities of the Devil Race.

There had been plenty of cases in the past where someone had made a huge score in the betting hall, only to be intercepted and killed immediately after walking out the door.

Once Shen Lin learned of this, the idea of fishing for prey had immediately sprung to mind.

Making money through betting was fast, but how could it compare to a profitless deal?

It was only now that he realized...

It seemed that robbing people really was not as profitable as betting.

Forget it. Hopefully, they run into a few richer ones next time.

Shen Lin tossed the Summoning Rings in his hand directly to Yuwen Fengxian.

"Keep it up next round!"

Yuwen Fengxian nodded helplessly.

Shen Lin still had to wait a while for the next match, so the two