In the last round, Lin Xiaoyue was the banker and they won.
Counting the thirty-five points he had obtained, Prince Anyang looked depressed.
Liang Yu was in a bad mood.
Losing 500 taels of silver was a small matter. After persisting for so long and losing the last round, the sense of defeat brought about was a big deal.
"Hehe, Young Master Liang, thank you!" Xiao Yang looked at Liang Yu smugly, almost reaching out to ask him for money.
When playing cards, it was normal to taunt each other.
He didn't dare to taunt Prince Anyang, but he had taunted Liang Yu many times.
Liang Yu was still calm at first, as if he did not want to stoop to his level.
In the end, not long after, they started arguing with each other.
Now, he was quite close with Liang Yu.
When Prince Anyang saw him arguing with Liang Yu, he interjected from time to time.
In fact, Xiao Yang was not even that afraid of Prince Anyang now.
