Although Feng Ling was not too keen on Ling Feng dealing with that woman's issues, out of respect and trust for him, she did not object and never said a word from start to finish.
After sitting down, Ling Feng looked at the Croupier, "How do we place bets?"
"The minimum is one thousand."
The Croupier was also a person from Mianluo Country, his Huaxia language was not very fluent, but it was barely comprehensible.
Ling Feng looked at Feng Ling, "I didn't bring any money either, help me change a thousand, will you?"
"Ah?"
Feng Ling was startled for a moment. In front of the gamblers at this table, the chips were counted in tens of thousands. Was he really going to exchange just a thousand?
"A thousand is enough!" Ling Feng said with a smile.
"Alright then."
In Mianluo Country, a thousand bucks wasn't even worth using a card for, Feng Ling had that much in her handbag, so she quickly pulled out a bill.
