"This is the result of our comprehensive evaluation."
"Would you like to continue betting?"
The man recording the bet amount asked respectfully.
"Bet!"
"Bet to the maximum for each match."
Lin Zheyu felt a bit speechless but still slapped down a silver note worth ten thousand taels.
Though it's a bit less, even a mosquito is still meat.
"Kid, stop pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, tricking people to fleece them, show all your power."
An aged voice suddenly rang in his ear, and Lin Zheyu tensed up, his hair standing on end.
He quickly looked around but couldn't find who just spoke.
"Huh?"
"Interesting, haven't heard of Secret Transmission?"
The voice sounded again, with a tone of surprise.
Lin Zheyu paused slightly in surprise.
He scanned around and finally fixed his gaze on the old man lying on a lounge chair, leisurely swaying.
The old man was watching him with interest, a grin revealing slightly yellowed teeth.
"Is it this old man talking?"
