Then, give me the cash I won

Before Ming Shuo could speak, Bei Ye shook his head aggressively.

"No, no, no, no, no. There is no way I would gamble against you again. I have something I need to attend to. My mom is waiting for me at home with a cooked dinner. Let's never see each other again… ah, no, I meant, let's see each other later!"

As if he was terrified that Qiao Qing would ask him to stay, he dashed away and left a trail of smoke behind him.

Everyone at the scene started to laugh.

"Oh my god, he ran away faster than a rabbit! Is he really the King of Gambling that I know of?"

"What a pity. Just how much PTSD did that last game give him? He's terrified."

"He lost his underwear in a foreign country. Of course that's gotta hurt."

This old history darkened Jun Yexuan's face.

Everyone could sense the unpleasantness he held back; Qiao Qing was no exception.