Chapter 555: The Dead Close Friend
"Sixth-tier Mage?"
Hearing that title, Loren froze for a moment. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation — people said a Sixth-tier Mage was terrifying.
In battles not involving Loren, a Sixth-tier Mage’s ripples could kill bystanders.
Still, Loren wanted to see what this woman was really up to, but in the end he chose not to keep gambling.
"Fine, let’s go."
Loren collected his chips and stood up.
The suit-wearing man breathed a sigh of relief. He had been ready a moment ago to smash every roulette wheel, but fortunately Loren stopped at the last second.
For an instant, a dangerous thought flashed through the man’s mind: he suspected Loren and the woman in red were in cahoots, that her words were just saving face for Loren, and that Loren had no real moves left.
It even gave him an urge to rile Loren into continuing the gamble.