I'm prepared to go back, Carlos Scott, and I'm ready for it.
First, stabilize the situation in Las Vegas; this is the foundation for Carlos Scott's comeback, and nothing can go wrong.
Standing by the window, gazing at the sleepless city of Singapore in the distance.
It's dark, the lights are dazzling, and the endless neon is brilliantly flickering.
The first time in Las Vegas, forced by that bastard Yang Fan, I lost control of Singapore's gambling industry.
This time, he returned with a vengeance, thinking he could regain control.
The final result, however, was a total defeat.
Carlos Scott has always wondered if that bastard Yang Fan is truly unbeatable.
...
In Las Vegas, it's still noon.
Yang Fan stayed in Wuji's villa, and he already had the next step in mind.
Wuji came in from outside, saw Yang Fan in the living room, and sat down across from him.
"Have you thought about the next steps?" Wuji asked him.
"Almost, Carlos Scott's end is near, let's wait and see."
