Having learned Lin Yingying's identity, Mu Tianyou displayed even more arrogance. He puffed up like an old hen showing off her feathers, desperately trying to flaunt his charm in front of Lin Yingying.
With a stretch of his hand, he had someone behind him light a cigar for him to smoke, and then he sneered at Long Fei, "Fine, since you want to play, this young master will keep you company. Just don't blame me for not giving you a chance when you wet yourself from losing!"
The young men and women he brought with him cheered on, "This idiot is so brain-dead, daring to compete with Young Master Mu in gambling on stones. Doesn't he know Young Master Mu is the expert in this area?"
"Let him show off if he wants, just wait to see how he'll lose face later!"
"A mere security guard dares to challenge Young Master Mu. They really have no idea that Young Master Mu grew up among the gambling stones!"
The crowd mocked him in unison, looking at Long Fei with disdain.
