Bro, I’ve completely sold out of the BSC dog coin. There are no eternal banquets; this feast has reached its final moments. The delicacies and seafood have long been consumed, leaving only leftovers and cold dishes, with chaos everywhere. The smart people have already eaten their fill and quietly left. You, however, are still reluctant to leave, knocking your bowl with chopsticks, dreaming of the next delicious and sumptuous main course. But in the end, what awaits is the huge bill for this feast. Someone has to pay the bill, and this time, it’s you.