50 million was lost in just a couple of hours' time, leaving Shan Ye's face ashen.
He abruptly stood up, fury in his eyes as he confronted Tang Anzhi. "Is this your definition of 'not knowing how to play'? Goddamn it, you 'don't know how' yet you win all my 50 million, leaving nothing behind?"
"Shan Ye, what do you mean by that? Can't my Tang Tang just be lucky? Look at your grace in defeat; it's utterly contemptible. With the way you can't handle losing, you better not show your face in public again. Go home and keep sucking on your pacifier!" Song Qian'ai was not the least bit afraid of Shan Ye, and she returned fire immediately, not going to let anyone bully her goddess; not on her watch.
