625 Entering The Game Hall.

"Call." Felix said while pushing a small mountain of chips into the center of the table.

Thor stared at him intensely with a serious expression, hoping to find if he was bluffing or for real with his bet.

Alas, he ended up finding nothing on Felix's numb expression.

He already mastered the emotionless face after spending time with Asna and rest talking in his mind constantly.

"Tsk, I fold."

Thor threw his cards to the center and leaned away from the table. His chips were few and he didn't want to take another risk with his garbage cards.

This left only Asna, Lady Sphinx, and Jörmungandr still contemplating their move.

As for the dealer?

Eee! Eee!

It was Nimo wearing a cute tuxedo as he stood on a long stool.

He absolutely had no idea what the f*ck was going on but Asna's 'gentle' training made it possible for him to do a basic job of a dealer.

"Call."