Chapter 367: Carriage No. 002

The other gamblers were willing to accept their losses and took out their betting chips from before.

At this moment, Leonard Churchill's gaze at the Old Fox was especially piercing.

He couldn't win in a fight, and any futile excuse of brazen denial couldn't stand its ground.

Especially since the conductor of the Underworld Train had spoken up.

Seventh Master Hu's face went through shades of dark and light.

But after all, as a Legend, he still needed to save some face.

Not just for himself, but for the White Family and all the Immortal Aegis Animals.

Seventh Master Hu snorted coldly, "Fine, I accept my loss!"

As he spoke, he lifted his hand in a gesture, preparing to pick up the Curse strips that had been scattered about to reseal his right arm.

But at that moment, a bizarre scene occurred.

The instant Seventh Master Hu conceded, that surge of prideful spirit extinguished.