Li Qingshan...
The purpose of the bet was never to earn those colossal resources.
The wager was a heavy trust placed upon teammates!
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The night was hazy, as dark as ink.
Lead clouds piled up and rolled over, seemingly like ink dancing in water.
Dripping down, the spring rain splattered continuously, falling on the canopy with a dull sound, exploding into a white misty gauze in the thick, impenetrable night.
The celebration didn't last long.
Almost as soon as the Empress announced the rules, various large and small gambling events had been set up one after another.
And after a half incense stick of time for rest.
Mr. Lian's purple robe fluttered as he appeared gracefully on the ruined White Jade Square, with his hands folded in front of him.
His glance swept across the crowd, and a sharp voice slowly began.
"The second round of the Flat Peach Victory Meeting, the Heroic Victory Conference... begins!"
