was piled with various luxurious gifts, clearly worth a fortune. Compared to Han Sanqian’s gift box, it was simply worlds apart."Look what I got for grandma, aged Pu'er tea. Do you know how much this..."Did I do something wrong"

After a long time, Ye Jizong murmured to himself, his eyes filled only with deep regret.

Ye Cang's face turned pale. Thinking back to his previous intention of killing Yang Chen, he suddenly felt incredibly lucky.

If Yang Chen's kick just now had landed on my body, I probably wouldn't even feel the pain before being instantly killed, right said."Okay, as you wish.">!The bald man snapped his fingers, and the dealer began shuffling and dealing cards.Yang Chen remained calm and composed throughout. Soon, the croupier finished dealing the...