Early the next morning, the sky faintly began to brighten.
The Grand Tycoon Water Club at this time was nothing like its bustling self from last night, much quieter, with only one Pai Gow table on the entire basement floor still open for business.
A few gamblers had already collapsed at the table, two of them and a bald Banker sitting in front of the table, their faces etched with fatigue.
But Luo Yuantu had not a trace of sleepiness in him, he had to win, he absolutely had to win.
"Triple! Triple!"
His eyes bloodshot as he stared at the table, he kept muttering to himself.
By now he had lost everything, with only the one million in chips he'd gotten back from Xiao Taohong left on the table.
Normally according to the rules, one couldn't get a seat at the table without five million, but the Banker, seeing he had only the last million left, didn't refuse him.
The Banker showed his cards, 14 points, or 5 points, not big, and actually rather small.