Seeing that the outcome between the two had been decided, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, who had already gathered together, tactfully jumped straight off the arena.
Seeing this, the announcer hurried forward, raised Oscar's hand, and declared loudly, "I announce that the winner of this match is the Dreamsky Glazed Glass Combination!"
With the announcer's declaration, the spectators came back to their senses after the incredibly intense battle and rose to their feet, cheering.
Of course, most of those cheering were not gambling addicts, so they enjoyed a pure sort of happiness. For the gamblers, however, more than half were not so happy.
No matter how spectacular the match had been, what did that have to do with them? All they knew was that they had lost quite a lot of money, and their faces turned ashen.
Tang San was among them.
Ten thousand Gold Soul Coins!
As someone who lived frugally and managed his money carefully, even though he had made a fortune the day before yesterday, losing ten thousand Gold Soul Coins in one go was clearly still painfully distressing. Yet his expression remained as placid as drifting clouds and a light breeze, as though he had no shortage of money.
In contrast, Ma Hongjun was blooming with joy. "Hehe, a tidy little profit. But what makes me even happier is the dean treating us to dinner."
After the Jiuzhou Empire was established, Huang Yan had also awarded Flender and the others bonuses according to the rules. Even Ma Hongjun had accumulated a hundred thousand, while Flender had as much as five hundred thousand. These were all rewards for the assistance they had provided to the imperial army during their battlefield training.
In other words, Shrek had long since ceased to have any paupers. They were all filthy