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Chapter 917

"Ambience level?"

Wilbur scoffed and counterattacked with a punch of his own. With a loud explosion, a turbulent flow of spiritual energy erupted in the room, rippling in all directions.

"As expected. I was not wrong to say that you're a cultivator, right?" Samson said coldly.

Wilbur asked, "Does being a cultivator necessarily mean that I cheated?"

"If not? What is your purpose here at the casino?" Samson asked.

Wilbur chuckled and said, "Can't a cultivator just play a hand or two? What a joke."

"This is the rule of the casino," Samson said.

Wilbur scoffed coldly. "That is your rule. My rule is that I'll do what I want to do."

"Nonsense. Bill, take him down. Let him know what the consequences of cheating in a casino are!" Samson barked.

Bill yelled and the spiritual energy in him concentrated in his hands, forming a long sword. He then aimed a slash at Wilbur.

As the sword came slashing down, an overbearing force of spiritual pressure rippled toward Wilbur.

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