Chapter 918

Samson finally came to his senses. He stood up with great difficulty and said, "I'll cash out your chips immediately. Please wait." "Hmph. Get me another room. I'll be staying another night. I have things to do tomorrow," Wilbur said. "As you wish," Samson replied. Wilbur scoffed and looked at Samson coldly without saying a single word. Samson was sweating profusely. He immediately fled the room. When he returned to his office, he immediately got Sharon to see him. Sharon noticed how distressed he was. She furrowed her brows and said, "What's the matter, Mister Honard?" "Wilbur Penn. He's a Sanctuary level cultivator," Samson said with gritted teeth. "What?" Sharon could not believe her ears. Why would a Sanctuary level cultivator come to gamble? They should be loaded with cash. A moment later, Sharon said, "We'll have to get Mister Dune right away. If we're talking Sanctuary level cultivators, even Christopher and the others might not be able to handle him." "Mister