"Thud!" With a dull sound, the large rock he was holding dropped to the ground, and his face turned pale.
"Purple Cloud Star, it's Purple Cloud Star!" Beside him, an observant gambler already let out a hysterical roar.
Ling Baobao took a quick step forward, grabbed the rock that was about the size of a child's head, and indeed it was a Purple Cloud Star.
Purple Cloud Star, a top-grade Meteorite Gold Stone, according to the bait price posted on the wall, that was a sky-high price of five million!
Ling Baobao was dumbfounded. Just a moment ago, he had confidently claimed that others were setting a trap for Mu Hanyan to fall into, so how come they were relentlessly giving money to Mu Hanyan? If this continued, even if Mu Hanyan lost ten or twenty times in a row, utterly without interest in playing and left, she would still profit without a loss.
