Han Fei didn't care about the cheers of the people on both sides. He looked at Feng Yu and Feng Xingliu.
He said telepathically, "Bet! Xingliu, bet all your resources on me. We'll split them evenly. Feng Yu, do you have any money?"
The corners of Feng Yu's mouth twitched, but she still turned around and walked towards the casino.
After that, Han Fei pointed at Yi Qianxing. "Putting everything else aside, show me your money first so that I know you're not broke."
Yi Qianxing was not angry. Instead, he licked the corner of his mouth and threw out a small world, saying, "If you beat me, why would you care about this little resource? I don't have a godly weapon, but I have enough resources… Hahaha, I heard that you have multiple ultra-quality godly weapons. I will take them with a smile…"
Han Fei snorted. "You don't even have a godly weapon. You poor b*stard."
