Supreme Warrior in the City

Ling Zi was dumbstruck, Zhao Feipeng had lost, and when you added up the bets from the four major families, the four leading figures, plus those scattered investors, there were over thirty billion at stake.

In other words, this time, he was about to lose over thirty billion. This blow would be enough to bring Qingyun Clubhouse to its knees!

Ling Zi had made thorough preparations for this battle. He had originally thought that defeating Nan Shangwen would pose no difficulty for Zhao Feipeng, but now, the situation was completely beyond his expectations, and he simply couldn’t come to terms with it.

Ding Qiuhuan also stood up, laughed, and said, "Boss Ling, it seems the outcome of this contest is quite clear now. What do you say, when will you cash out our winnings?"

Ling Zi’s face was ashen. Over thirty billion, gone in an instant – even if he gambled his life away, he couldn’t cover the loss.

Standing next to Ling Zi, Zhou Yue also stood up, laughing loudly, "Ling Zi, weren’t you acting tough? Let’s see you act tough now. You kicked me out of Qingyun Clubhouse? Humph, this time, it looks like I’m the one who should step in as the owner!"

The crowd immediately burst into laughter, Zhou Lin and Hu Ke were particularly elated, looking at Su Yang with smug expressions on their faces.

Ling Zi hung his head in silence, on the verge of collapse.

It was then that Su Yang stood up and said leisurely, "Isn’t the match not over yet? What’s the rush? Ding Qiuhuan, are you so eager for cash because you’re afraid of losing?"

Ding Qiuhuan’s brow furrowed as he said sternly, "Who are you? Is this your place to speak?"

"He’s Su Yang!" Zhou Yue immediately shouted from beside him.