An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori) novel Chapter 2201

"Get those bets in, quick! Trust me, put your bet on Number 13, Brandon Swift!"

"Hey guys, it's time to hit the jackpot! Don't miss this golden opportunity!"

"Hey, does anyone have treasures to spare? I'll pay you back with interest once I win those celestial stones!"

The gamblers clamored. They jostled forward and were eager to place their bets. Anything valuable was thrown into the betting table without a second thought.

Soon, the atmosphere crackled with excitement.

This round was like hitting the jackpot for the gamblers, so doubling down was a no-brainer.

"Hey, make some room! We're here first, so let us get our bets in!"

As the crowd of gamblers grew denser, chaos broke out.

Miles and Ruby were momentarily taken aback and surrounded by eager gamblers. The duo had to push through the crowd to get to the betting table.

After all, opportunities like this only came once. Plus, with only a few minutes remaining until the start of the fifth round, they couldn't afford to miss out.

It would mean a significant loss for them if they failed to place their bets before the betting pool closed. Thus, they disregarded decorum and pushed forward relentlessly.

"Don't fret, guys. There's plenty of time for everyone. Let's maintain order and take turns."

"We've got plenty of time. Everyone will get their shot at placing a bet."

"Hey, you in the purple! Quit climbing on someone's back! Get down from there!"

Abigail stood before the betting table and tried to calm the crowd and keep things orderly. She hadn't expected the situation to escalate like this.

At that moment, a crowd of hundreds had gathered around the table. It was packed tight with people, leaving no room for movement.

Luckily, the crowd stayed composed and refrained from causing trouble or getting rowdy. But if they had misbehaved, Abigail would have had to step in and assert her authority.

Indeed, the Mystic Arts Order's formidable reputation loomed over the crowd like a dark cloud. Those even considering causing trouble in their presence were flirting with danger.

Everyone knew that the Mystic Arts Order was the last sect anyone would want to mess with among the three major sects.

Crossing them meant risking their life, and there was no telling how they would meet their end.

Five minutes later, the fifth round began.

Most gamblers had already placed their bets, with only a few stragglers left.

Abigail even extended the time by two minutes to accommodate them. She hoped to attract more gamblers.

"Dustin, why aren't you betting? This is a golden opportunity to win some celestial stones." After returning to his seat, Miles was curious about Dustin's lack of participation.

"I prefer to gamble for fun. Taking it too seriously can lead to trouble. It's all about enjoying the game," Dustin replied with a casual smile.

"You're way too laid-back. Life's not just about chilling out. Sometimes, you must dive in, stir things up, and keep it exciting. Otherwise, it's just dull." Miles chuckled.