Only when the brand is renowned and strong enough will others dare to play within your territory.
"Hehe, Mr. Ye, what's not the right time? No need to worry about a little time, right?" Habs Miman chuckled.
"What's wrong? Gambling King, are you not planning to continue playing? Or are you thinking of retiring?" Ye Hao asked with a smile.
"Hehe, Mr. Ye, sometimes it's better for young people to be down-to-earth, lest they end up with scars all over their bodies."
"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it. Of course! If it's you, Gambling King, who gives me scars, I can only endure it. After all, who can compete when the Gambling King has such formidable skills and wealth?" Ye Hao's words imply criticism of Habs Miman's actions.
"Hehe." Habs Miman merely smiled, without saying anything.
Pu Ren then spoke, "Everyone, I'm a bit tired. You go ahead and play! I'll rest first, Mr. Ye, enjoy your game."
