Having come to this city, he figured it was better to take a look around than wait in the lounge.
Because of the trouble that had come looking for him, he had gotten a deep sense of this Gambling City's defining features: vast amounts of money that could be won through gambling, beautiful women who could be won over as long as one had money.
The temptation of extravagance and indulgence, coupled with the luxurious, bustling nightscape of Las Vegas outside the window—
Fang Ran had nearly forgotten why he had come here.
To squander one hundred million.
"Ha..."
Letting out a long sigh, Fang Ran wore the expression of someone who knew the exam date but had prepared absolutely nothing, only for the moment to finally arrive. He answered weakly,
"Let's go."
Following behind Adeline's slender figure in a white suit, Fang Ran suddenly felt as though he were being escorted to the execution grounds.
"Say, Adeline, could you sit in for me later?"
"I'm afraid that is impossible."
When it involved Veronica's instructions, she showed absolutely no mercy. They passed through a golden corridor steeped in luxurious elegance and arrived before the guest-only elevator.
As they waited for the numbers to descend, Adeline turned to look at him.
"The mistress instructed that the young master must personally spend the money and experience that feeling."
"I don't know the first thing about card games."
When the elevator doors with patterned edges opened, Fang Ran, a participant whose ability was specifically for playing cards, followed her inside with a troubled sigh, admitting to the "proctor" that he knew absolutely nothing.
"Then that is perfect. The young master can lose it all faster and fulfill the mistress's request."
The proctor then said that was wonderful.
Her delicate, pretty finger pressed the