Mu Rufeng didn't mind at all and kept eating while asking Little Ying if they wanted more food.
But at this moment, Little Ying and the others still had a full stomach—the food Mu Rufeng brought was not yet finished.
As time passed, it came to five-thirty in the morning.
"Boom!" A loud noise echoed.
Everyone looked up.
"Welcome to all our distinguished guests from afar. The time has come, let's see who the top ten are."
Zhao Chen slowly descended from above, then appeared in the middle of the crowd.
At the same time, a stage appropriately rose up at the center.
The gambling tables also disappeared without a trace.
Mu Rufeng and others immediately stood up.
And in that moment they rose, the sofas also vanished.
Or rather, the gambling tables, sofas, and every other item around disappeared, turning back into an empty dance floor.
"Tenth place, chips: Nineteen million two hundred thousand. Please welcome Treasure Tower's Dan Yifeng."
A wave of applause rose.
