"125,000 Chips…?! Are you crazy, Atreus Vermillion?!"
This was the first time I'd seen Ulrich pound the table while standing up from his chair.
His sharp, angry gaze was fixed on me.
But beneath his anger, I could feel his body sweating profusely, as if he were trying to control his nerves.
"Why, Ulrich? Is this the first time you've lost? You said you've trapped the mafia and corrupt officials in my world without losing, right? But I'm not a lowly person like them. My victory is proof, and mark my words, I will definitely take all your Chips…!" I exclaimed firmly.
Ulrich pounded the table again in anger.
He knew my challenge was serious and he couldn't refuse.
I saw Ela immediately approach Ulrich, who looked nervous, a mixture of annoyance and anger at my provocation.
"Dear…don't listen to that lunatic…! He only has 90,000 chips, yet he's asking for 125,000? Crazy! Even you only have 100,000 chips, darling…" Ela defended Ulrich, glaring at me angrily.
