Jiang Zhuoheng proclaimed happily as he stretched his hand to take the tile that Xuxu had just discarded.
"What! Your luck is ridiculous. This was the last remaining tile!" Lu Yinan stared in disbelief at Jiang Zhuoheng's. He frowned and looked rather unconvinced.
"Ten tokens each." Jiang Zhuoheng extended his hands towards Lu Yinan and Ming Ansheng.
From what Yan Rusheng could tell, Jiang Zhuoheng was feeling exceedingly smug and pleased right now.
Of course, his mood wasn't exactly pretty at that moment, but he controlled his emotions well. A fleeting smile played around his mouth and he seemed unconcerned.
He took the fork, speared another piece of meat and delivered it to Xuxu's mouth.
Xuxu lowered her head to count ten tokens and stretched her hand to pass it to Jiang Zhuoheng. "Here, ten tokens."
