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Helan Xue flipped open his last trump card, Spade A.

Same flowers.

The middle-aged man with a big belly on his head was already fidgeting and wiping his sweat.

Helan Xue was still sitting at his original spot calmly, keeping it a secret and not revealing his emotions.

He didn't expect that gambling, which had spanned over a thousand years, wouldn't have changed much.

Fortunately