Upon hearing this voice, Lu Jingzhi immediately knew who it was.
They had been separated from Jin Youxian for many days.
They never thought they would meet again in a casino.
Fate is truly mysterious.
Just as Lu Jingzhi was about to raise her eyebrows and wait for Jin Youxian to act like a cheapskate and ask for money, the middle-aged Daoist with thick gauze on his face rushed up in front of her and placed a silver ingot in her hand. "Let's go, go, go, we have plenty of money, let's leave this place quickly."
Lu Jingzhi took the money and threw it on the 'small' side, under Jin Youxian's eager gaze.
Just when she thought she had not bet enough money, he came to give her more.
The middle-aged Daoist's face turned green.
Qing Wuya was also somewhat speechless.
He felt that something was wrong—the beautiful girl in his heart was still a 'fun-seeker' rather than 'a little crazy'.
Three, two, one.
Small.
In the blink of an eye, the money multiplied several times.
