Samson finally cto his senses. He stood up with great difficulty and said, "I'll cash out your chips immediately. Please wait."
"Hmph. Getanother room. I'll be staying another night. | have things to do tomorrow," Wilbur said.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"As you wish," Samson replied.
Wilbur scoffed and looked at Samson coldly without saying a single word.
Samson was sweating profusely. He immediately fled the room. When he returned to his office, he immediately got Sharon to see
him.
Sharon noticed how distressed he was. She furrowed her brows and said, "What's the matter, Mister Honard?"
"Wilbur Penn. He's a Sanctuary level cultivator," Samson said with gritted teeth.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"What?" Sharon could not believe her ears. Why would a Sanctuary level cultivatore to gamble? They should be loaded with
cash.
A moment later, Sharon said, "We'll have to get Mister Dune right away. If we're talking Sanctuary level cultivators, even
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