"Damn it, lost again."
After Shaofeng threw out his last stack of chips, his heart was bleeding. A solid eight million gone, real hard cash. His family was once wealthy, but has declined over generations. Although his parents were both renowned in the martial arts world, they only made a working-class income, not even as wealthy as Mengmeng's unreliable father. And now, he'd really thrown away eight million. That's money, money! So much money!
"Shaofeng, stop playing. You're out of luck, just give it up."
"Mind your own business!"
With a glare and a toss of his head, Shaofeng pushed away Gu Tao, who wanted to persuade him, and Gu Tao, after stuttering in shock, stood to one side.
"Go, change another three million." Shaofeng threw a gold card in front of Xv Mengmeng. "No, five million."
"Shaofeng... stop playing, listen to Tao ge."
"Shut up, woman! When is it your turn to speak? Just go do it!"
