Meanwhile, at the Cloud Seal Palace club.
The door to a billiard room was suddenly kicked open, revealing a tall figure who seemed to be shrouded with an aura of violence, charging in like an enraged lion.
He cursed loudly, "Beigong Yiteng, you bastard!"
As he spoke, he swung his fists, ready to start a fight, his arm muscles pulsing. However, he was quickly blocked by the other side's bodyguards.
"Oh, look who it is? Isn't this Young Master Nie?"
Beigong Yiteng was leisurely sitting on a sofa with his legs crossed, enjoying a glass of red wine, his fox-like eyes gleaming with cunning lust.
He looked at the newcomer and smiled lasciviously, "I heard the pool expert you hired bled out from hemorrhoids and is half-paralyzed? Tsk, it seems I'm guaranteed to win next month's match."
"Cut the crap, if you have the guts, compete fairly. Don't always play dirty behind the scenes. Believe me or not, I'll kill you!"
