Despised by a voice that sounds like a teenage girl.
The Dog-head wants to start killing here!
Can someone tell him, isn't strength valued at the border?
Since when is appearance judged!
And how does she know the Singer looks good?!
They're all wearing masks!
Qingwu smiled subtly: "Because his voice is nice, yours sounds old, probably around fifty?"
The Dog-head in his prime smiled coldly!
Pei Jue chuckled, "Thank you, miss, for the praise."
Tian Yue coughed twice, silently enduring the ubiquitous display of affection.
As the cards were about to be dealt after the reshuffle, the Dog-head spoke: "No, you're in cahoots with them; let my people deal the cards!"
Tian Yue directly tossed the cards onto the table,
"Sir, you can question my skill but not my character! Gambling reflects one's character! Reckless slander, and I'll have every gambling place blacklist you!"
The Dog-head clearly didn't expect a croupier to have such a temper.
