After changing to the ruthless way, the brothers cried and begged for forgiveness chapter 517
Chapter 517: Why Should We Clean Up His Mess? "Haha! Thirteen points win! Hand over the spirit stones! Quickly, quickly!" Inside Fortune’s Gamble Hall, a man clad in a golden-yellow Daoist robe stood atop the gambling table, a hefty gold ingot dangling from his neck. His face was aglow with excitement as he urged the surrounding crowd to settle their bets. The gamblers wore expressions of frustration as they reluctantly...