Under the eyes of countless people, the light of the entire door of life and death was instantly extinguished, only the other side of the lounge flashed with a dazzling light. An old but not shy figure walked up quickly.
The old man was obviously not young, and the wrinkles on his face were enough to crush a fly. If the God of Gamblers was also an old man, then this old man was already a piece of wood. However, the only eye that was eye-catching was the old man's eyes. Although they were full of vicissitudes of life, they were not turbid, and they were radiant. Even ordinary young people could not compare with them.
The old man had just appeared at the edge of the arena. The nine judges sitting on the referee's seats almost stood up at the same time and bowed to the old man with a solemn
