Tang Xiu's accumulated experience was so rich that it had long made him realize that there were too many powerful hidden dragons and crouching tigers to count in the Immortal World. Only by keeping a low profile could they keep their lives longer. On the contrary, they could also act just like that robed old man should they want to die quickly. The impulse and anger of a moment were enough to eventually lead to his own cruel death.
Now, this is interesting.
A smile appeared on the corner of Tang Xiu's mouth and climbed up to his face. He noticed that the gamblers around him had already moved far away, leaving him and Gu Yan'er still near the middle-aged fatty's group of three.
