"Mr. Feng Yi, would you like to try a round?"
Yelan's words instantly drew everyone's attention to Feng Yi, who was watching from the back of the crowd.
"Who is this kid? Yelan herself invited him?"
"Not sure, he looks familiar, like I've seen him somewhere before, but I'm certain it wasn't in a casino. I hope this kid isn't blinded by the Mora in the prize pool, or he'll end up losing his pants..." wap.kanshu伍.net
"I hope this kid is brave, otherwise where's the fun?"
"..."
The surrounding tea drinkers and gamblers huddled together, murmuring and occasionally glancing at Feng Yi's reaction.
Some hoped Feng Yi wouldn't rashly agree, lest he go bankrupt.
Others hoped Feng Yi would accept, providing them with entertainment.
Seeing Feng Yi put down the melon seeds he was holding and step forward, the tea drinkers in front parted a path.
"Since Miss Yelan is so enthusiastically inviting me, how could I refuse? I'll play a few casual rounds with Miss Yelan..."
Feng Yi smiled faintly. He had learned some information about Yelan from Ningguang and found her quite interesting. He decided to take this opportunity for a closer look.
As for losing...
This was a joke. With the golden bell in his possession and the luck buff empowering him, how could he possibly lose?
"Young man, if you really want to play, do it with someone you know. If a beautiful woman invites you, ignore her. This is advice from an expert. Unless you want to say goodbye to a good mood for the day, you shouldn't cross swords with that terrifying woman..."
From within the crowd, someone couldn't bear to see the young man fall into a trap and spoke up in a disguised voice, reminding him.
"Thank you for the reminder, but I have some confidence in my luck and would like to gamble a few times..."
Feng Yi turned to face the crowd, nodded slightly in the direction of the voice to express his gratitude. He knew what he was doing.
Seeing his reminder was futile, the person in the crowd sighed. Another foolish kid was about to fall into the mire of gambling.
He was an experienced person and understood how ordinary people viewed gambling – full of confidence, believing they could strike it rich with incredible luck and achieve financial freedom.
But... nine out of ten gamblers lose.
Debt and unwillingness to accept defeat drive ordinary people deeper and deeper, until they are trapped beyond escape, losing their fortunes and families.
This was a lesson etched in bone and blood. These arrogant fools wouldn't understand until they experienced it themselves.
Because, he himself had been such a foolish kid before.
Yelan observed Feng Yi's reaction throughout. His mysterious confidence seemed like a signal, a signal that a big fish had taken the bait.
To save him face, she would deliberately lose a few rounds later. After all, she didn't care much for these worldly possessions.
"Miss Yelan, how would you like to play?"
Feng Yi looked at her with a smile. He was playing the long game, planning to lose a few rounds first before raising the stakes in the final round and winning it all back.
"Let's play a simple game. Three dice each, we'll compare the total. How about it?"
Yelan pushed the wooden dice cup towards him.
Feng Yi opened the dice cup and saw three dice neatly arranged inside.
"No problem, let's begin."
Feng Yi took out a bag of Mora and placed it on the table in front of him.
Then, without a change in expression, he took out the golden bell and attached it to his waist.
"This round, highest number wins!"
Yelan smiled confidently, then scooped up the dice cup and shook it rapidly, employing various fancy shaking techniques. Even outsiders could tell she was an experienced player.
Feng Yi followed suit, holding the dice cup in both hands and shaking it casually.
This crude method seemed amateurish even to those unfamiliar with gambling.
Several onlookers let out derisive chuckles, convinced that this rash young man would lose everything today.
Judging solely by their dice-shaking techniques, the crowd seemed to be able to predict the outcome.
*Bang!*
Yelan placed her dice cup on the table. She had finished shaking and the desired number was revealed.
*Bang!*
Feng Yi followed closely. He had no technique, only emotion, silently repeating in his mind, 'Lesser than Yelan.'
"Miss Yelan, you open first."
Feng Yi said with a smile.
Yelan didn't refuse. She opened her dice cup, and the onlookers craned their necks, eager to see the numbers.
"One, two, two. Five points!"
The waiter standing in the middle loudly announced the result and then gave Feng Yi an envious look.
In his opinion, Miss Yelan was sure to lose this round. With such a low number, even he could have shaken better than five points.
The waiter noticed that Mr. Feng Yi's bet for this round was ten thousand Mora. If he won, according to the rules of the game, he would win thirteen thousand Mora directly from Miss Yelan.
He would have to work hard for at least a year to earn that much Mora, while the other party had merely gotten a bit luckier. How could that not evoke envy?
All eyes were on the dice cup in Feng Yi's hand. As he picked up the cup, everyone's breathing slowed, their hearts pounding in anticipation of the final result.
"One, two, one. Four points! Miss Yelan wins!"
The waiter sounded somewhat surprised and gleeful when he announced Feng Yi's score.
He couldn't help but let out a few sneers internally, seeing that the other party had missed such a good opportunity.
"Hahahaha, this kid's luck is truly terrible. He didn't even win? I could have shaken a higher number with my toes than five points..."
"I thought Miss Yelan had made a mistake, but it turns out everything was under Miss Yelan's control. Truly worthy of the name Miss Yelan, I offer my deepest respect!"
"Kid, give it up, you can't win against Miss Yelan!"
"..."
The surrounding onlookers burst into laughter. Seeing that Feng Yi had not won the accumulated prize money, they breathed a collective sigh of relief and revealed sneering expressions.
In their eyes, Feng Yi was not only a rash newcomer but also a rash newcomer with abysmal luck.
"Miss Yelan is truly amazing. I am impressed!" Feng Yi bowed with a smile, outwardly congratulating her but inwardly feeling triumphant.
The prize pool multiplier had reached fourteen times. He wasn't in a hurry. He would let it 'mature' a bit longer. It was a rare opportunity, wasn't it? He had to make a big haul!
Unlike the crowd's reaction, Yelan frowned slightly. Looking at Feng Yi, who was congratulating her, she suddenly became uncertain of his intentions.
Feng Yi's technique and reactions clearly indicated he was a novice, but his luck was too bad.
She had deliberately controlled her dice roll, yet she still couldn't lose?