At the same time, the car carrying Ye Feng and his companions was intercepted on the road.
"What's going on?" Seeing the situation outside, Ye Feng frowned in dissatisfaction, sensing that something was amiss.
"Someone must be trying to block us. Could it be that those people lost too much and want to settle accounts with us?" Lilia shook her head, speculating.
"You won so much, practically taking their entire fortune. It's normal to provoke a few enemies." Seeing this, Mi Yana said with a hint of schadenfreude.
Clearly, she seemed quite happy to see someone seeking revenge against Ye Feng.
"Why did you go there, to lose money? You went there to win, didn't you? Since you wanted to win, you must be ready to lose; otherwise, who would gamble with you?" Ye Feng snorted coldly, discontentedly getting out of the car.
"Get the hell out!" At that moment, a roar came.
Hearing the voice, Ye Feng looked up and saw that it was the previous owner of the Broken Sword speaking.
