"Hmm, no matter how big the embroidery needle is, it's still an embroidery needle."
As soon as the words were out, Xu Fan's sly gaze darted toward Chen Longhu, his look of sympathy so stifled that it made those around him want to laugh but not dare to.
Chen Longhu's face flushed red, fury flickering in his eyes as he glared fiercely at Xu Fan and gritted his teeth, "Xu Fan, cut the crap with me, if you can't pay back the money today, I'll make you regret it!"
"Heh heh, don't worry, I will surely pay you back."
Smiling, Xu Fan glanced at Chen Longhu, then his attention returned to the croupier.
With a nod towards him, he said, "Alright, don't hold up the game, let's open the cup."
The size of the bet had already been set by the croupier. When the cup was lifted, the total was just right for a high bet. Xu Fan narrowed his eyes and collected the chips he had won, along with his original stake.
