When the God of Gamblers tossed 5,000,000 in cash onto the table, he sneered coldly at Zhao Rong and said, "Kid, we have a rule in this mahjong parlor. If a player can't produce enough cash to cover a bet, they must concede defeat, hand over all the chips they've won, and get the hell out."
This poor kid in front of me would be lucky to have 50,000, let alone 5,000,000 in cash. It looks like I'll be able to crush him without even needing to play.
When the lackeys standing behind the God of Gamblers saw him produce 5,000,000 in cash while Zhao Rong had nothing, they immediately showered him with scorn and ridicule.
A sharp-faced, simian-featured lackey mocked Zhao Rong, saying, "Kid, have you ever even seen this much money in your life? You look like a total pauper. If you have even 5,000 yuan in your bank account, I'll call you grandpa."
