"That's right, that's right! We can't keep going down like this. Now is the time when Young Master Tang needs us the most. Let's all unite and cheer for Young Master Tang!"

"Yes! That's right, let's show these lone card players the power of synergy!"

After a passionate speech by the fan leader, the fans' nearly broken hearts finally calmed down.

Soon, the entire fan group began to shout passionately and in an organized manner towards Young Master Tang.

"Young Master Tang! Keep it up! Young Master Tang! Keep it up!"

The cheers were still deafening, but this time, Young Master Tang didn't seem to be as smug as before.

Instead, it felt like being roasted over a fire...

What are you hitting?!

I don't want to play cards with this pervert! Mom, I want to go home! I'll never cheat again! I'll never play Emperor's Jade again!

In the audience, watching Lin Mo win two games in the finals, the mouths of those who had previously mocked Min Han twitched, their mouths looking worse than if they had swallowed flies.

What the hell is going on? Before, they wouldn't play unless they were behind, but now they're not even pretending anymore?!

The fat man with the pig's head looked at them and felt incredibly happy!

This is a public display of power, a slap in the face for showing off! How could this happen to me, the fat Min Han, in my lifetime!

Ha! Ignorant mortals! Howl at the feet of my Lord, the Great Demon King Lin Mo!

Praise be to Lin Mo, the great demon king! Serve my Lord!

The third round began before anyone knew it, amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd.

This time, Lin Mo finally showed 70% of his strength, which was a sign of his respect for the old swindler.

Under Qingque's cover, Lin Mo's offensive was extremely fierce.

The saying goes, "Men and women working together makes the work easier."

Although this raises suspicions of illegal team formation... the current judges cannot detect it.

What illegal team formation? It was all just luck!

Wasn't Emperor Yuan Qiongyu's success all due to luck?

The pace of the third game was much faster than expected.

Yes, this rhythm refers to the rhythm at which Young Master Tang's plan collapses.

The girl group members in the audience, who were full of enthusiasm, also became dejected after Lin Mo's repeated battles.

final……

Only silence.

Soon, the final match of the final, which ended without any major incident, came to a close.

To the bewildered crowd, Lin Mo's score fluctuated with the holographic screen, going from two points to three, effortlessly securing first place!

"Yay! Lin Mo, I didn't expect you to win so easily!"

Just after the match ended, Qingque heard a sound, jumped up, and hugged Lin Mo.

And he didn't forget to make sarcastic remarks about the old conman.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Tang, who had just fallen into a state of self-isolation, was struck by another devastating blow, nearly causing him to faint.

The slovenly immortal, clutching his cane, completely descended into madness and never returned.

The host, forcing a smile, raised Lin Mo's hand and said, "Next... let's give... a warm round of applause... to welcome the birth of the champion..."

"Waaaaah!"

"What are you doing, ouch!"

How could you bully my brother like that!

"I must be dreaming..."

"It's over! I've gone all in on Young Master Tang!"

"Ugh! What's your 600 credits?! I hacked the system and gambled away my entire month's salary!"

Amidst that cacophony of howls and wails, there was one person who seemed completely out of place in this world.

"Hahaha! A bunch of ignorant and self-important investors! They've witnessed the might of my Lord Lin Mo, the Great Demon King!"

"Hahaha, I won! Haha! I won!"

Min Han, with his pig-like head sticking out, roared to the sky. He had never felt so refreshed!

The moment Lin Mo won the third game, he felt like the protagonist of this world!

The main character!

Hehehe!

The onlookers, watching this guy who was completely absorbed in his own world, were practically spitting out sweat.

Lin Mo happily took his black tea and then immediately put away his credits.

Then, holding Qingque's little hand, he humbly walked out of the competition venue under countless hungry gazes and came to the audience seats. In full view of everyone, he opened a bottle of Tai Mao black tea and started brewing it.

It seems he intends to carry on with this shameless path to the very end...

The incredibly rich aroma of tea slowly wafted out, making countless eliminated contestants salivate...

Lin Mo took a small sip and immediately felt a sense of euphoria.

Qingque was equally unceremonious, and the two of them each took a cup, savoring it carefully in front of everyone. They managed to drink several hundred milliliters of tea for two hours straight.

The aroma of tea could be smelled throughout the entire closing ceremony.

After finishing their drinks, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two closed the packaging box, called over Min Han, who was counting money until his hands cramped, and the three of them boarded the Starship together, ready to have a meal to celebrate.

Within the star raft.

"Ah! Lin Mo! You're my god! Brother, I made a net profit of 38,000 today all thanks to you! But you know, brother, I'm not a selfish person!"

"Here you go, this is 18,000 credits! Take it! Although you are a diviner from the Grand Diviner's Office, I know you're a little short on cash lately, so don't refuse! As long as we're in Chang Le Tian, ​​if I, Min Han, have a bite of meat to eat, then you, Lin Mo, will have a sip of soup!"

Min Han propped his chubby body up on Lin Mo's small arms and legs, and patted his chest to assure him.

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