In a private room on the fourth floor of the casino, Young Master Leng, with a cigar in his mouth and legs crossed, sat on his chair, idly spinning chips. He watched a woman dressed in a kimono, styled like a Japanese geisha, shake dice beside him.
Seated opposite Young Master Leng was a stern-looking, middle-aged man with long hair tied back, clearly Japanese. The two men were locked in a silent confrontation.
*Clack!*
The geisha next to them slammed the dice cup onto the gambling table. The Japanese man, named Komura Tailang, made a gesturing motion and said in broken Chinese, "Mr. Gao, please!"
Young Master Leng's naturally upturned lips curved into a smile. He rolled a chip worth ten million yuan across the table. "Big!"
Komura Tailang's eyebrows rose. He turned and nodded at the geisha. She then opened the dice cup, revealing three dice stacked together, all showing sixes. Big!
"I am impressed."
Komura Tailang's expression was solemn as he bowed his head to Young Master Leng.
Young Master Leng's gaze flickered towards the attractive geisha, and he chuckled, "Mr. Komura's plaything is quite good!"
Komura Tailang looked up and said, "If Mr. Gao likes her, I will give her to you as a token of my sincerity!"
Young Master Leng turned to face him, exhaling smoke that diffused into the air. He smiled, "I see Mr. Komura's sincerity."
This remark brought a glint of joy to Komura Tailang's heart. He bowed his head again in thanks. "Thank you, Mr. Gao. I hope we can cooperate happily in the future."
Just then, Ah Long entered. "Young Master Leng, Wan Yunting and his group have arrived at the casino!"
"Oh."
Young Master Leng's eyes finally lit up. A rich, playful smile spread across his lips. He immediately stood up. "Mr. Komura, let's go out for some fun."
"Alright..."
Komura Tailang nodded and stood up, accompanying Young Master Leng and Ah Long, with the geisha following behind. They left the private room and stepped out. The ceiling design offered a panoramic view of the casino floor on the third level below.
"Young Master Leng, where is he!"
Ah Long pointed his hand, indicating Wan Yunting, who was on the third floor, by a dice table, holding Dai Qiuyue in his arms. Wan Yunting was gambling with Yang Dong, Xiong Hailu, and others, occasionally letting out boisterous laughter.
"Finally, we meet..."
Looking at Wan Yunting, who was confidently puffing on a cigar, Young Master Leng's sharp eyes narrowed, and a sinister smile touched his lips. "Heh, he's really quite like his father, Wan Tielin!"
Down below, Wan Yunting seemed to sense an unusual gaze. He looked up towards the fourth floor. Standing by the glass railing of the viewing area was a young man in a white suit. He wore a playful smile, and his contemptuous, dismissive gaze was fixed on Wan Yunting.
This made Wan Yunting raise an eyebrow. He didn't know who this person was, but for some reason, he felt an inexplicable aversion, even hatred, towards him!
It felt like the encounter between sworn enemies!
Beside him, Yang Dong and Xiong Hailu noticed Wan Yunting's gaze fixed on the young man above. "Brother Wan, who is that? Do you know him?"
Wan Yunting, his eyes still locked on the young man, shook his head slightly. "No."
From above, Young Master Leng looked at Wan Yunting with a provocative interest. His lips curled into a light smile. "Let's go down and have some fun."
He then led Ah Long, accompanied by Komura Tailang and the geisha named Shi Dao Keiko, downstairs.
Wan Yunting, with a raised eyebrow, continued to watch them as they approached. Ah Long immediately pulled out a chair, and Young Master Leng swaggered over, his teasing gaze fixed on Wan Yunting opposite him. He smiled, "Interested in playing a game together?"
Yang Dong and Xiong Hailu, along with Li Tai and Wang Yongbiao, who were gambling at an adjacent table, as well as Man Hu and Di She, noticed that Young Master Leng seemed to be provoking Wan Yunting. They immediately stood up and moved behind Wan Yunting, creating a standoff between the two groups.
Wan Yunting released Dai Qiuyue, letting her stand aside. His narrowed eyes stared intently at the young man who evoked such inexplicable aversion, "How do you want to play?"
Young Master Leng pointed at Shi Dao Keiko standing beside him. "Let her be the dealer. We'll play three rounds. If you win, I'll tell you a piece of information! But if you lose, I'll chop off both your hands. What do you think?"
The moment he said this, Yang Dong, Xiong Hailu, Li Tai, and Wang Yongbiao were stunned. They all turned to look at Wan Yunting. His expression was unreadable, but his sharp gaze was fixed on the young man opposite him. He seemed to sense something, and an inexplicable excitement surged within him.
"Don't worry, this information is very important to you. I guarantee you'll want to know it!" Young Master Leng emphasized again with a sinister smile.
This also made Yang Dong and Xiong Hailu even more curious. Who was this young man who had suddenly appeared? They inquired with Manager Mei beside them, but she shook her head, indicating she didn't know him and had never seen him before.
"Okay!"
After a moment, Wan Yunting, who had been staring directly at Young Master Leng, nodded in agreement. He didn't know why he felt this way, but he couldn't resist wanting to know who this young man truly was!
"Boss Wan..."
Man Hu and Di She were worried, especially since the stakes were so high: if Wan Yunting lost, his hands would be cut off!
They knew how crucial hands were to Wan Yunting. If they were severed, he would be crippled.
Yang Dong and Xiong Hailu raised their eyebrows, while Wang Yongbiao glared, indignant. "I say, kid, who do you think you are? You want to cause trouble, but you have to look at your opponent!"
Young Master Leng turned, his contemptuous gaze flicking towards Wang Yongbiao. His lips curled into a light smile. "How is Master Chang of Harbin doing!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yongbiao's face changed dramatically. He shot up from his seat, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared intently at Young Master Leng. "Who are you? How do you know Master Chang?"
"Who I am is not for you to know."
Young Master Leng's gaze returned to Wan Yunting. Puffing on his cigar, he appeared both arrogant and overbearing, smiling lightly. "If you don't want to die, then sit down. I only want to play with you tonight!"
Seeing that he was the target, Wan Yunting stared directly at him, remaining silent.
Wang Yongbiao's face was a picture of troubled uncertainty. He didn't know who this young man was, but he knew Master Chang, which meant this person was by no means ordinary. Therefore, Wang Yongbiao obediently sat back down, no longer daring to speak.
This made Li Tai, Xiong Hailu, and Yang Dong frown, their gazes fixed on Young Master Leng, intensely curious about his identity.
"Everyone, let's take a short break. He and I will play first."
Young Master Leng glanced around. The other gamblers sitting nearby watched as he gestured for Shi Dao Keiko to take the dealer's position. She reached under the table and produced a hand-cranked, ordinary dice cup and three ordinary dice.
"To ensure fairness, we should check if the dice and the dice cup are in order," Xiong Hailu suggested.
"Agreed."
Young Master Leng crossed his legs, a cigar held in his left hand. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes filled with amusement as he watched Wan Yunting. A careless, light smile was plastered on his lips.
It seemed he had Wan Yunting cornered.
Manager Mei personally went forward to inspect the dice and the dice cup. They were the most basic gambling tools found in their casino, with no apparent issues.
"Then let's begin."
Young Master Leng smiled and waved at Shi Dao Keiko. She immediately took the dice cup in her right hand, swept it over the three dice placed on the table, and the dice entered the cup. She began to shake it vigorously in the air.
The dice clattered against the walls of the cup, producing crisp sounds that made Yang Dong, Xiong Hailu, Li Tai, and Wang Yongbiao, who were sitting around them, tense up involuntarily.
Man Hu and Di She were even more worried, but Wan Yunting remained remarkably calm, his sharp gaze fixed on Young Master Leng.
The reason he agreed to this gamble was to confirm whether this person was indeed the one he suspected him to be.