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After the transaction, Tanlin seemed to deflate like a punctured balloon, his eyes vacant as he weakly rose from his chair.
His subordinates behind him noticed and wanted to offer support, but the atmosphere of the casino and their understanding of their boss's mood held them back.
Before leaving, Tanlin turned back for a deep look at Ke, who was still at the gambling table. His tone was ambiguous, neither a warning nor an ulterior motive. "Ke, take care of yourself."
These words fell into Ke's heart like a boulder, stirring up even more turmoil within him. He knew that his next decision would be crucial.
"The game continues; please let Ke play first," the dealer announced. As the dealer's voice faded, a man beside Ke leaned in and whispered something in his ear.
Ke's expression changed to one of difficulty. He didn't want to give up on this game easily, especially after investing so much money; yet that winning card was firmly in Zhimu Jiu's hands.
After a struggle within himself, it seemed he made a firm decision, and with great difficulty, he managed to utter two words: "Fold."
Hearing those words, Zhimu Jiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "Ke, folding now seems like a wise choice," Zhimu Jiu said slowly, a teasing tone in his voice.
The stakes had risen to billions, unlike Tanlin's situation. Tanlin only needed to pay the corresponding stake and double the cash on hand, while Zhimu Jiu had raised it by billions—calculating to seventy-two trillion.
Seventy-two trillion was an enormous loss for Ke, equivalent to his entire fortune in the underworld. Even someone like him, who had navigated through the dark alleys of life, found it hard to bear such a loss.
"I have a more advantageous deal for you; would you be interested in hearing it?" Zhimu Jiu's words caused both dealers to immediately halt their actions of revealing cards.
The atmosphere in the casino grew tense and filled with suspense as all eyes turned toward Zhimu Jiu and Ke.
Ke Yi listened intently, feeling a flicker of hope rise within him, though he maintained a facade of disdain. "Hmph, then tell me, are you really not willing to part with that seventy trillion?"
Despite his skepticism towards Chi Mu Jiu's proposal, the immense allure of profit compelled him to hear her out.
Chi Xian finally had a moment of clarity. "This deal is simple; all it takes is one word from you. Just agree, and this small sum will be nothing for the boss to wave away."
The beauty's bright eyes sparkled with excitement.
However, the man beside Ke felt a chill run down his spine.
"What?" Ke probed, his gaze shifting between caution and curiosity.
Chi Mu Jiu's eyes fixed directly on the man next to him. "If you want to ask Chi Xian for someone, it depends on whether you want to keep your wealth or let someone go."
Her words echoed like thunder in the casino.
Following her gaze, Ke turned to look at the man behind him. In that instant, realization dawned upon him; he turned back, his pupils dilating in shock as he glanced between Du Heng Yan and Chi Mu Jiu.
"So, do you want your life or do you want to hand someone over?" Du Heng Yan's eyes glinted coldly as he looked down at him from above.
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