"Hahaha—" The scar-faced man laughed loudly as if he had just heard the funniest joke.
"Our casino is open for business; if we can't afford to lose, we shouldn't be in business at all!"
Ruan Tianling slightly lifted his eyelids: "I'm relieved to hear you say that. I was just worried that if I win too much money from you, you would have to shut down for good."
His words caused the scar-faced man's face to change slightly.
"This gentleman's tone is a bit too arrogant! It's not yet certain who will win or lose!"
Ruan Tianling suddenly stood up, slamming his hands down heavily on the table!
"Alright, let's play something more thrilling!"
He pushed all his chips to the center of the table, his sharp gaze staring directly at the scar-faced man, and he smirked coldly: "If you win, all this is yours."
The crowd was in an uproar—
The chips Ruan Tianling pushed out were worth at least ten billion.
