Nine million Hua currency exchanged for 1.3 million US dollars' worth of chips, which weren't physical but merely digits residing on Xiao Ming's room card, somewhat like taking off one's pants to fart—unnecessarily complicated.
But such were the rules of the gambling boat: all betting, trading, and transactions had to be conducted through the props it provided. Otherwise, they would be considered invalid and not protected by the boat.
It sounded amusing, yet the reputation of the gambling boat had always been rock solid.
As long as it happened on the boat and fully complied with the rules, no matter how powerful someone was on land, they couldn't renege or default on their debts. Otherwise, they would face endless pursuit.
Even if they died, their descendants would have to keep the promises and make reparations.
This was why many underworld dealings chose this place, even with a high commission fee of ten percent.
