Zhang Chen listened to the words of Chai Chuanxin and Zhang Gaoqiu, unaware of the Gambling Fox's abilities, had unknowingly fallen into the verbal trap set by the Gambling Fox. At this moment, a thought arose in his mind: "Zhang Gaoqiu is finished!"
Zhang Gaoqiu is doomed—the Gambling Fox said so! Even Jesus couldn't save him!
The Gambling Fox turned to look at Zhang Chen, a trace of uncertainty and suspicion flashing in his eyes: "Could it be that this boy has seen through my means? He managed to perfectly avoid my verbal trap?"
"I must get closer to this boy; he's practically a human treasure!" Chai Chuanxin's eyes were fixed on Zhang Chen. Although Zhang Chen's Power of Reincarnation obscured his Qi Mechanism, under Chai Chuanxin's Gambling Power, a radiant divine light flowed around Zhang Chen, enveloping the ten directions of the world, resplendent with unprecedented brilliance. Even compared to the Twelfth Tier gods, it was much stronger.
