"You son of a bitch."
The two big men snorted and wanted to resolve the situation with force, but Guo Di took a deep drag of his cigarette and said, "Hold on, guests should be treated as such. As long as there's money involved, what's a few insults?"
Seeing that Ye Xiaofei's temperament was just so defiant, he feared that they might actually lose if it came to a fight, so he decided not to let the kid take Ye Xiaofei down.
"Not fighting anymore?"
Ye Xiaofei was already prepared for a battle, ready to stretch out his muscles, but he hadn't expected Guo Di's face to change faster than one could flip a book. What happened to the promise of finishing him off? Now he was changing his tune?
"What's so interesting about beating you? Aren't you here to gamble?"
Xie Jun looked coldly at Ye Xiaofei. This kid was here to gamble, right? Good, as long as they could win all of his money, would he still be so arrogant?
