Just as Huo Sining anticipated, in just two short days, news of her replacing the Song Gambling King in the competition had spread, even reaching back ho. Her phone was ringing off the hook, and many concerned people were leaving ssages on her Weibo inquiring about the situation.
Of course, with supporters ca detractors. Many within the circle concerned about the Song Group and the Song Gambling King’s prowess were astonished to hear that the Song Family had sent an unknown, Mainland young girl to replace the Song Gambling King.
So extre individuals even started cursing, saying the Song Family was making a blunder and courting disaster. So without understanding the situation declared that this year’s WGC was not worth watching, that the Song Family was bound to lose.
Huo Sining maintained a very calm attitude towards these rumors, as if these people were just farting.
Locals in Las Vegas mostly believe in Christianity; the na Las Vegas is also derived from the Bible, aning pastureland.
People nad this desolate, arid place "pastureland" in hopes that it would transform into a fertile field, suitable for grazing cattle and sheep.
However, in a hundred years, instead of growing lush grass, it beca the ho of a group of lost lambs, filled with greedy, lustful gamblers.
In this fertile pastureland of Las Vegas, only the boundless desires of people are being grazed, and even Father Jesus has no ti to care for these lost lambs...
Las Vegas is opulent and extravagant; no words can overstate it. It is filled with large amounts of cash, jewelry, checks, and antiques.
A money-burning hell is a hero’s tomb; no matter how splendid it is, its decadence cannot be camouflaged. Here, countless dark corners exist.
A hotel dormitory room, ten single beds, each bed costs twenty US dollars.
Such hotels are everywhere in Las Vegas, prepared specifically for destitute gamblers.
Most who co here to stay are gamblers nearing the end of their rope yet unwilling to give up. They don’t know how many days they have endured in the casino, only coming to the hotel to sleep for a night when they are about to reach their limit before diving back into the casino.
These people generally have pale faces and bloodshot eyes, with a kind of sickly excitent, as if waiting to win big and beco wealthy overnight.
The WGC is an opportunity, perhaps a gamble for these gamblers, and if they can stand out among the crowd, they win not only money but also fa.
Even if there’s only a one-in-a-million chance, for gamblers, it’s an enormous opportunity and possibility, so they’ll give it their all.
Among these people stands an elegant and refined Eastern woman.
The slender Eastern girl with her long hair gently pinned back by an intricate jade comb, dressed in chiffon gauze, shines under the bright casino lights. Her clear, expressive eyes exude elegance and grace, captivating everyone around.
Such an unfathomable beauty standing among a group of gamblers is as abrupt and conspicuous as a lamb falling into a pack of wolves, catching the attention of participating gamblers arriving to report.
"Hey, beautiful, are you here to participate in the WGC too?"
A nearby gambler, having just paid ten thousand US dollars for the entry fee and received the event badge, turned to see a beautiful Eastern woman standing behind him.
Huo Sining playfully waved the WGC invitation in her hand: "What do you think?"
Seeing the invitation in Huo Sining’s hand, the gambler was astounded: "Oh my God, you even got an official invitation! Are you representing soone in this competition?"
Huo Sining smiled and said, "You’ll know when I enter the finals."
With these words, Huo Sining walked straight to the paynt window, leaving the gambler standing there in a daze.
Back at the entrance to the venue, the Song siblings were already waiting, both staring intently at the large rolling screen at the entrance of the venue, their faces looking rather solemn.
"What’s wrong?"
Noticing the siblings’ low spirits, Huo Sining asked confusedly.
Song Chaoying gave a bitter smile: "The four major casinos have gone all out this ti. Monte Carlo has hired the giant Marcos Mord, last year’s champion of WGC; Atlantic City is represented by last year’s young Gambling King Donald Savage; Las Vegas is rumored to be represented by the head of Caesar’s Palace."
"These are all formidable opponents!" Upon hearing these nas, Huo Sining subconsciously touched her chin, "Are they the favorites to win the championship this ti?"
Song Chaoying nodded: "The center of the arena has a special betting area for gambling on the winner of this year’s WGC, and bets can be placed on each participant’s na."
Curious, Huo Sining raised an eyebrow and asked, "What are my odds?"
A hint of awkwardness appeared on Song Chaoying’s face: "No one has placed a bet so far."
Huo Sining had anticipated this and found nothing embarrassing about it. After nodding lightly, she suddenly rembered sothing and took out her phone to call Su Qingqing, who stayed at the hotel:
"Qingqing, co to the WGC entertainnt center later. Help bet all the money I won at the Caesar’s Palace Casino under my na, rember, do it quickly!"
Song Chaoying did not expect that at this critical mont, Huo Sining would still be in the mood to call Su Qingqing for help with betting, especially after hearing that Huo Sining instructed Su Qingqing to bet on herself. This left Song Chaoying feeling a bit amused.
However, Song Chaoying dismissed it as Huo Sining just playing around, unaware that the money Huo Sining won at Caesar’s Palace was as much as sixty million US dollars, so her actions did not catch the attention of the Song siblings.
However, after the WGC concluded and they discovered that Huo Sining had earned a fortune just from betting on herself, Song Xiaochen and the siblings were full of regret.
"Miss Song Six!"
Just as the three of them were standing outside waiting for the competition to comnce, a few people approached:
"What a coincidence, I didn’t expect to see Miss Song here. We heard that Old Song had an incident a couple of days ago; I wonder how he is faring now?"
If these people were sincerely inquiring about the Song Gambling King’s health, it would have been fine, but the gleeful looks in their eyes said otherwise. They looked at the Song siblings with ridicule and disdain.
The Song siblings’ complexion changed imdiately upon hearing these questions. Song Xiaochen turned livid, clenching his fists as he suppressed the anger welling up inside.
"Mr. Brown, thank you for your concern. My father is doing well, and there’s currently no danger to his life."
Song Chaoying tried to keep her voice calm, but her trembling form gave away her emotions.
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