[Mushroom hates Potato: Feng, I bet on you winning and made ten million, hehe~ I'm awesome, right~~]
"..."
Looking at the text from Mushroom, Xia Feng mourned for the casino's bookie for half a second.
The betting pool was small to begin with, and now thirty million had been swept away by Xia Feng, Mushroom, and Mu Qingtong; it made one wonder if the bookie had anything left to earn.
"9.9 million, it's been transferred to your account," Wei Shutong said expressionlessly.
Eyeballing the endless zeros in his bank account, Xia Feng's heart almost skipped a beat.
It had to be said, this feeling of getting rich overnight was somewhat surreal.
But it had indeed happened, and the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.
It seemed that whether it was buying summoning materials or leveling up materials, he wouldn't need to worry about funds for a while, at least not in the near term.
