Marc glanced at Ulacon. His expression was calm, not suggesting any cunning or anything like that. While Ronald brought his palm closer to the card. Waiting for the right time to make a call. Then, he looked into Marc's eyes. For a few seconds, Ronald lowered his palms under the table. His eyes looked up to the right corner and exhaled silently.
"Fold."
"That's fast!"
The words from Ulacon just now made both Marc and Ronald even more wary of him. Even though it was only the first round, he looked relaxed. In fact, he put his card on the table with a smile.
"You guys must be from the first floor right?"
"If so, then why? There is something wrong?" asked Ronald.
"It is nothing. I'm just surprised you guys have reached the next floor without going through the lengthy process of the maze on the first floor."
