They had bet on all four suits.
This was similar to those who took the risk and bet on more suits to try and win more, but ended up losing the entire round.
This round had become even more thrilling for everyone. If the bet was completely accurate, the winnings would double. Not only that, but if all four colors were present, then there would be no losers for this round; the only variable was how much each of them would win.
The cards on the table were slowly flipped open. Indeed, all four suits appeared.
The entire venue exploded into a frenzy in an instant; everyone was whooping as they cradled their winnings. Once again, Room No. 9 seemed to be invincible.
Song Wenqi swirled the wine glass in his hand, his legs crossed. He peered at everything downstairs with satisfaction.
However, Lu Ning's gaze fell upon a few of them…
After winning three rounds in a row, Room No. 9 stopped again and did not continue betting.
