In the hall, the TV screen went dark, no longer displaying the surveillance footage of Lv Yuze.
Zhang Bin's gaze settled on the faces of Ma Rufei, Chen Chaoyue, and Zhang Haijun as he said with a wicked smile, "So, how about it? I won our bet, didn't I? Where is my mansion?"
The faces of all three men were filled with gloom, admiration, and awe.
"It's our loss, fair and square. We'll start getting the mansion ready right away."
"Senior Brother, your methods are too magical! I'm still completely dumbfounded and wondering if I'm dreaming. How could something like this even happen? This loss is so baffling. But, a loss is a loss, and we won't go back on our word."
"Ah, I'm such an idiot. Why did I bet against the King of Gamblers? Isn't that just asking for trouble?"
