"Sir, how much would you like to exchange?" the manager asked politely.
"Let's start with ten million for fun," Lin Fan replied nonchalantly, his demeanor extremely carefree.
Upon hearing this, the manager dared not take Lin Fan lightly, after all, anyone who could easily take out ten million for gambling couldn't be simple.
"Please follow me, sir," the manager quickly made a gesture of invitation, leading Lin Fan and Bai Weiwei to an elevator.
Unexpectedly, this elevator wasn't going up, but going down to the basement.
Soon, the elevator stopped at the basement level; as the doors opened, a clamor of voices flooded Lin Fan and Bai Weiwei's ears, and a huge casino immediately appeared before Lin Fan's eyes.
The casino was resplendently luxurious and filled with the smell of money. Although it was only morning, the casino was already packed with people, many with red-ringed eyes, seemingly having lost heavily or spent the entire night here.
