The smirk beneath the Grand Lord's mask widened even further, brimming with premature victory. He immediately turned around, leading Fang Zhe into his private quarters."A bold choice, young man. Follow me," the Grand Lord said swiftly.Before long...The double doors, crafted from black oak with pure gold carvings, parted slowly. Behind them lay a private VIP room that was far more magnificent, yet felt many times more intimidating. There were no longer crowds of small-time gamblers here. In this room, there was only an oval poker table lined with emerald-green velvet in the center, sheltered beneath a crystal chandelier that cast a dim, moody light.Fang Zhe stepped inside casually, while behind him, several servants with trembling hands pushed carts stacked with his fifty trillion dollars worth of chips.Inside this room, the atmosphere was dense with a meticulously concealed killing intent. Four chairs on one side of the table were already occupied by the rulers of the Pavilion of

Lord Big’s face flushed crimson beneath his mask. Shame, fury, and panic coalesced into a single destructive storm within his chest. He slammed his hand violently onto the table, cracking the green velvet down the center."Don't get cocky, you bastard!" Lord Big roared, his voice trembling with exploding rage."This isn't over yet! The Pavilion of Heavenly Fortune won't let you walk out of that door with your head held high! Let's play the next round!"Hearing Lord Big's desperation, Fang Zhe merely crossed his arms over his chest. His eyes, glinting with amusement, scanned the giant mountain of chips on the table before shifting to Lord Big with a look of utter derision."The next round?" Fang Zhe chuckled dryly.He then continued, "Lord Big, let’s be realistic... Two hundred and fifty trillion dollars... Even if your pavilion's assets are vast in this country... Do you really think I'm an idiot?""What is that supposed to mean?!"Fang Zhe took one step forward, slicing through the t

Thud!Ariel’s body tensed instantly before finally collapsing onto the green velvet table, spilling fresh blood that slowly flowed between the gambling chips and soaked into the tablecloth. The woman died on the spot, her eyes still wide, staring blankly at the ceiling of the room."L-Lord Big, you?!"Luna screamed hysterically, reflexively covering her mouth with both hands. Her entire body trembled so violently that she had to hold onto the back of her chair to keep from collapsing to the floor. Tears streamed down her face, mingling with the cold sweat that drenched her visage, which was now as deathly pale as a shroud.Yet, Lord Big slowly lowered his arm. Wisps of smoke still curled from the muzzle of his pure gold revolver. Rolling the pistol's cylinder with a series of chilling click-click-clicks, he slowly turned his head toward Luna.Lord Big’s gaze beneath his mask was cold, empty, and laced with pure madness. His execution of Ariel just now was not merely the fulfillment of

Fang Zhe halted the movement of his hand, which had been resting on the chips. Behind his minimalist silver mask, his eyes flashed with an amusement that was as playful as it was cold. He did not break General Guan’s tight grip on his forearm, choosing instead to simply leave it be."Wagering your lives now that your money has run out?" Fang Zhe chuckled softly, a sound that was utterly relaxed yet dripping with contempt. "Fascinating. This will certainly save me a lot of time cleaning up this place. Very well, I accept your trash wager."Upon hearing Fang Zhe's agreement, General Guan slowly withdrew his hand. The general exhaled a heavy breath, exhaling a military Qi aura that was incredibly solid and oppressive. At the far end of the table, the Grand Master remained silent, but the cylinder of his golden revolver cycled once more with a rhythmic clicking sound, signaling that he too consented to this madness as a final move to turn the tides."Dealer... deal the final cards," the G

Wuuuuuush!A bone-chilling, ice-cold aura suddenly erupted from Fang Zhe’s body, instantly sweeping away any remaining warmth inside the VIP room.Hearing such a casual yet horrifying admission, the Grand Master felt as though his heart had been bludgeoned by a giant mace. His brain throbbed painfully, forced to process information that completely defied his sense of logic."K-Killed him...?! You killed Han Ling?!" the Grand Master roared, his voice pitching into a frustrated, high-spirited shriek filled with absolute denial. "Liar! You must be bluffing! That is impossible!"The Grand Master shook his head wildly, his breathing turning shallower and more erratic behind his luxurious mask. He truly could not bring himself to believe a single word that came out of the young man’s mouth."Han Ling was no ordinary cultivator! He was an unmatched genius who had already stepped into the peak of the Spirit Gathering Realm! At his young age, he was a monster feared throughout the territories