Under everyone's watchful eyes, the scar on the face of the person sitting opposite her, a blemish on their beauty, slowly healed, leaving behind an unsightly mark before ultimately disappearing, restoring them to their original state.
Others dared not even breathe.
It was only after that scar fell off that Qin Wuce gently raised his hand to touch it.
This had been inflicted on him when he was barely surviving in hell, a blow that had nearly cleaved his face open. Even the best medical technology back then couldn't fully restore it.
He had thought he would carry this scar for the rest of his life, never expecting a day would come when it would vanish.
"Mr. Qin, do you want to play again?"
"This time, if you win, your leg will be healed. If I win, the stakes remain the same."
Qin Wuce was instantly captivated, nodding his agreement involuntarily.
Just one more win, and he would be healed.
The dealer began to deal the cards, his eyes fixed on them. If he won, he could shed his crutch, he could return to the days of running on his own two feet.
One more win, just one more win!
Alas, as the cards were flipped one by one, he didn't win this time. It was a draw.
"Do you want to play again?"
Qin Wuce was almost swayed once more.
He abruptly stood up, "I won't gamble anymore. I'll use all these chips here to exchange with Miss Lu, is that okay?"
Zhu Jin's lips curved into a knowing smile.
She had never been stingy with offering opportunities, but for those who got too deeply immersed, if they couldn't snap out of it, they would perish in the abyss of their own insatiable desires.
"Yes."
Qin Wuce let out a soft sigh of relief, gesturing for the chips to be pushed towards her. He sincerely thanked her, "Thank you, Miss Lu. I hope you enjoyed your game."
Zhu Jin smiled and replied, "I will."
He left the private room.
This time, he didn't use his crutch. He walked out with steady steps, like a healthy person.
Zhu Jin scooped up a handful of chips and scattered them, "Who else wants to gamble? Lifespan, health, wealth, talent, beauty. If you win, you can have it all."
"I do!"
"Me too, I want to regain my health!"
"I want to live ten more years!"
"I want to become beautiful!"
"..."
Everyone went mad. No one even questioned whether it was real or not. They had personally witnessed the gambler who had his hands cut off grow them back after winning and then leave the casino.
Money could buy many things, and indeed some things it couldn't, like health and lifespan. But once they possessed health and lifespan, they would demand more.
Take for example the chips piled before Zhu Jin, now exceeding ten billion. Such immense wealth, enough to last a lifetime, who wouldn't want to strike it rich overnight?
The pile of chips before her was like a nightmare, drawing everyone into its depths.
As dawn broke, some left the casino empty-handed, their clothes even stripped, their expressions vacant. Others danced with joy, clutching their once-crippled limbs, while some threw money into the air...
Qin Wuce, watching the frenzied scene unfold through the surveillance cameras, turned to the casino owner and asked, "Aren't you going to do anything?"
"Do what?" Bai Shuo laughed heartily. "I opened this casino to attract customers. How they choose to play is their freedom."
He then looked curiously at Qin Wuce's calves beneath his trousers. "Are you truly recovered?"
"What do you think?" He took two light steps across the carpeted floor, his posture almost graceful, as if dancing. His mood was visibly joyful.
Bai Shuo chuckled, "It seems her abilities are genuine."
Although the source remained untraceable, he was happy to forge a connection with such a mysterious and capable master. "Those ten billion yuan were well spent."
Qin Wuce couldn't help but reach out to stroke his perfectly unblemished face. "I think so too."
It was only then that he had a moment of clarity and decided to exchange the chips.
He realized that the other party wasn't playing for the sake of gambling, but to toy with people's hearts. All those previous games, whether she won or lost, were within her control.
Gambling against such a person meant he had no chance of winning. The victories were merely bait. If he had chosen to gamble again after the draw, the next hand would have been a loss.
He would have lost all his money, and even his restored face would have been forfeit.
"How do you know her?"
"She has some connection with Fu Hongyu. It was she who came to the rescue during the incident at sea last time. I thought she was from some hidden cultivation family, so I investigated, but found nothing. Fu Hongyu probably checked too, but he's short of people now and can't afford to be picky."
Qin Wuce smiled meaningfully, "It seems he won't die for now."
Bai Shuo also smiled, "Some people are just lucky."
Like him, like Fu Hongyu.
What was meant to be a dead end in Hai City had, by a twist of fate, led him to meet such a remarkable individual. Now, even death was out of reach.
Compared to his unlucky elder brother, wasn't he incredibly fortunate?