Seeing that Xu Fei seemed somewhat displeased, the man with the buzz cut tactfully lowered his head and tossed out his cards, choosing to fold.
Seeing how the buzz-cut man heeded Xu Fei's words, the rest of the gamblers each displayed a look of disdain.
These gamblers were all unyieldingly arrogant individuals, who believed that highly skilled gamblers must be a cut above the rest and admired by thousands, but the buzz-cut's actions directly diminished their status.
"To let your card game be influenced by someone else, you don't deserve to sit here, piss off and go back to drinking milk."
"You're not fit to be a qualified gambler, just get lost!"
"..."
Indeed, the action of the man with the buzz cut had incurred the displeasure of the others, who would not tolerate such a 'disgrace' among the gamblers.
The buzz-cut man clenched his fists in anger. Although he was very dissatisfied, he had no response, as he was the one in the wrong this time.
