Upon hearing Wang Yan say "I'm out," Gao Jin felt like his heart had shattered with a "crack" sound.
He nearly pleaded, "Are you sure? Did it really end?"
When Wang Yan announced he was out, everyone around widened their eyes. If no card was drawn, it was an extremely rare celestial out. Moreover, with a bet of 1.8 billion, this game was incredibly terrifying.
Gao Jin kept his eyes pitifully on Wang Yan, hoping that the scene where Wang Yan drew the chicken and wasn't out would appear once more.
"Oh God, Buddha, Celestial God, please bless me," Gao Jin's mind recited the names of various Immortals.
Just as Gao Jin's words seemed to have worked, Wang Yan stopped his hand that was about to knock down the cards, carefully examining the cards in front of him as if pondering something.
Hope immediately ignited within Gao Jin's heart, his prayers seemed to have worked.
At this moment, Wang Yan softly said, "I thought it was a celestial out; turns out I was mistaken."
