Meanwhile, at the Luxurious gambling club, the nightlife was just starting. With scantily dressed waitresses walking in and out and people cheering excitedly at each gambling table, the entire place was extremely lively…
Regardless, it was sometime later when three prestigious-looking individuals came walking through the entrance… and upon seeing them, the shocked waitresses couldn’t help but quiver in place as they exclaimed, “Y-Young Master Burton…?! Together with Young Master Saltman and Young Master Xenos…?!”
“My god! Why are they all here?! Hurry, get Master Mike!”
Truth be told, even Chace and Zayne were surprised. Didn’t Zivon hate gambling dens the most? He’d never involve himself with such a place! With that in mind, why would he ever come here…?
Whatever the case was, Mike soon began walking toward them while exclaiming, “Welcome, welcome! What an honor to have such reputable young masters like you here!”
Mike had an expensive-looking trench coat on, and his hair was combed neatly. The cigar in his mouth only served to make him look even more intimidating…
Almost completely contrary to that, Zivon looked elegant, prestigious and calm. Either way, upon seeing Mike, Zivon stared the man right in the eye before saying, “I heard you’re an exceptional gambler, Master Mike. How about a game between us?”
…A… gamble? Was the high and mighty Zivon—who had always acted righteously—actually proposing to have a gamble with him? Come to think of it, why did it feel like Zivon had come here with ill intentions…?
Then again, Xavia’s issue had been settled long ago… What more, if anyone were to come here looking for trouble, it’d be Keith. Was it possible that Zivon really just wanted to gamble…?
Whatever the case was, Mike had been five when he first joined the circle, and he was twenty when he inherited the family business. Throughout these twenty-five years, he had never lost a single time.
With that in mind, puffed on his cigar… and after a moment, he exhaled a cloud of smoke before replying, “…Deal. What would you like to play? I’ll make sure to play till the end!”
Maintaining his poker face, Zivon then said, “Let’s have a bet on Big or Small. A single game will determine the final outcome… And the loser? Well, they’ll have to chop a finger off and run naked around the city for an entire day.”
…W-what…?! Chop a finger off?! Run naked around the city?!
Now understandably irked, Mike was prompted to ask, “Are you here looking for trouble, Young Master Burton…?!”
Zayne himself seemed even more anxious as he pulled Zivon to this side while adding, “Have you gone mad, Zivon?! He’s gambled for twenty-five years and you’ve never gambled in your life! How the hell could you ever win against him?!”
Even Chace couldn’t help but say, “Cool it, Zivon. If you really want to deal with him, don’t bet on yourself.”
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