The Origin of the Poker Association

After the ceremony, Chen Qiyue was stuffed with two storage rings and sent away.

However, halfway through, they abandoned him.

Chen Qiyue was silent as he looked at the exhaust of the car.

"Aren't these guys worried that I'll snitch?"

"Of course not, because you performed a ritual and are a member of the Poker Association." A familiar voice sounded in his ear.

"Brother Qin? You've been here all along?" Chen Qiyue asked in surprise.

He looked around and saw Qin Zhe, who had appeared in the shadow of a building.

Qin Zhe slowly walked to Chen Qiyue's side. "It's the ability of my Fantastic Beast."

"But are you not worried at all that I will join the Poker Association?" Chen Qiyue raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Actually, it won't be a problem for you to join the Poker Association directly. We've always wanted to capture a portion of the Poker Association," Qin Zhe said lightly.