His gaze swept over Zheng Yu and his sister, and when his triangular eyes looked at He Yi, they suddenly turned lecherous. "Look at you two, with your delicate skin, could you be some young master or young lady from some wealthy family who's out having fun?"

He Yi frowned in disgust. She really disliked this Sun Sanlang. She subconsciously shrank back a step behind Zheng Yu. But then she heard Zheng Yu say loudly, "I am Zheng, a leather merchant from the west of the city. I was passing by today and saw that Mr. Sun has an extraordinary demeanor. I am itching to play a few rounds of gambling."

Having said that, Zheng Yu hurriedly took out some silver from his sleeve and placed it neatly on the table.

"Here is ten taels of silver, as a small token of our good fortune."

Sun Sanlang stared at the silver, then looked at Zheng Yu's young face, and concluded that this was a rich young master who didn't know his place.

He immediately waved his hand and said, "You dare to put ten taels of silver on the table? You fool! Fine, consider it a lesson to you. Tell me, how do you want to bet? I, Sun San, am willing to do anything, it's up to you."

“Best of three, let’s make it simple, just the biggest one, how about it?” Zheng Yu said succinctly, and then looked at Sun Sanlang with a casual expression.

Sun Sanlang chuckled and pointed at the two people opposite him: "You've come to challenge me? Hahaha, you think you can gamble with me with just ten taels of silver? How laughable. But since you're not afraid of making a fool of yourself, I'll show you what's what."

"Now that we're here with Manager Sun, there's nothing to be afraid of," Zheng Yu said calmly. He Yi looked at Zheng Yu, but her heart was pounding.

[Here it comes, the first game is about to begin! Zheng Yu, you absolutely can't lose!]

Ten taels of silver is a bit too little. Sun Sanlang probably wouldn't even consider it.

[I watched it, and the villainous female supporting character was so nervous she was fidgeting with her hands; it made me nervous too.]

"readily!"

Sun Sanlang gestured to his men to set out the dice bowl. "All who come are guests. Since you are the honored guest, you should go first."

Zheng Yu looked at the table, seemingly checking for any hidden compartments, and then picked up the dice and the empty bowl to examine them. After checking everything, Zheng Yu found that the table was still made of paulownia wood, the porcelain bowl couldn't possibly be faulty, and as for the dice, there was even less chance of anything wrong with them.

He looked at Sun Sanlang across from him, took a deep breath, picked up the dice bowl, and shook it.

With a soft "smack," the bowl was gently slammed onto the table. Sun Sanlang slowly shook the bowl, his movements carrying a hint of smugness and self-satisfaction. Only after he had slammed the dice and the porcelain bowl down did he lift the bowl to show Zheng Yu.

"Three fives, fifteen points." Someone shouted. These were Sun Sanlang's numbers. When He Yi saw the servant next to her lift Zheng Yu's bowl with a 1, her heart jumped into her throat.

Good heavens, this is terrible! Three threes, nine o'clock!

"Hahaha! Kid, your luck isn't that great!"

Sun Sanlang laughed and accepted the ten taels of silver. "Silly boy, you've got nothing better to do. Since you came prepared, let me ask you a question: now that you've lost, do you want to come again?"

He Yi was extremely nervous. Seeing that Zheng Yu had already lost the first round, she hurriedly tugged at Zheng Yu's sleeve and whispered, "Brother, maybe we should..."

But before He Yi could finish speaking, Zheng Yu interrupted her, "It's alright, trust me." Zheng Yu not only didn't leave, but instead took out more silver: "Of course I'll come again! Manager Sun, you were just lucky just now. I'm in the leather business, I don't have much else, but I have plenty of silver."

He spoke with great conviction, but only He Yi knew that they had only brought fifty taels of silver in total, and had already lost ten taels.

"Good heavens! There are still forty taels left, and you're still pretending!" He Yi stared at Zheng Yu. "Brother, are you born with a box in your body? What time is it, and you're still pretending?!"

Seeing his "generous" attitude, Sun Sanlang chuckled, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Alright! Let's play another game! We've got nothing better to do anyway."

This time, it was Sun Sanlang's turn to shake the dice first. He gathered all his strength, shook the dice bowl loudly, and finally slammed it down on the table. When he lifted it up, it showed three sixes.

"Eight o'clock!"

This was the highest possible number that could appear out of the three combination dice. Sun Sanlang looked around smugly. He shrugged and said, "How about that? Kid, you admit defeat!" Everyone else also thought that Zheng Yu was bound to lose this round, and they all shook their heads and sighed.

He Yi's palms were already sweating.

Oh no! We're going to lose today. If we lose this round, we'll lose twenty taels of silver! He Yi was heartbroken. Twenty taels! Twenty taels! That's twenty taels of silver!

But Zheng Yu calmly and slowly picked up the dice bowl. With a slight turn of his wrist, the bowl spun in his hand, leaving a fleeting afterimage.

Unlike Sun Sanlang, he didn't shake it vigorously; he merely gave it a slight, casual tremor with his wrist, causing the dice inside the porcelain bowl to make a faint, clattering sound. Zheng Yu held the bowl very close to his ear, seemingly trying to discern the number inside.

With a "smack," Zheng Yu slammed the bowl in his hand onto the table.

In that instant, almost everyone's eyes were focused on that bowl. Before Sun Sanlang's smile had faded, Zheng Yu slowly lifted the lid of the bowl.

There were not three dice in the bowl, but two whole dice and half a die that had been split in half! The half die had a score of one.

Adding the other three, the total is a staggering nineteen points!

[OMG! This is outrageous! What kind of magic is this? The dice can even be rolled?!]

【Zheng Yu, are you the reincarnation of the God of Gamblers?! You're amazing!】

Sun Sanlang's face turned green, hahaha, I'm dying of laughter!

A deathly silence fell over the entire venue.

Sun Sanlang let out a strange cry, his triangular eyes widening like a pair of large copper bells. In disbelief, Sun Sanlang stared intently at the half of the die that had been split in two.

The die looked as if it had been sliced ​​open by a weapon, and the cut was so neat that Sun Sanlang could hardly believe his eyes.

"You...you brat, you...you are cheating!" Sun Sanlang looked at Zheng Yu in fear, his voice trembling and stuttering.

If this was indeed cheating, I was standing right across from him and should have seen everything clearly, but I didn't even realize what Zheng Yu was doing.

Could it be that some demon or monster is helping Zheng Yu? Otherwise, how could the dice have split in two?

"Cheating?!" Upon hearing this blunt assessment, Zheng Yu immediately raised an eyebrow. He approached the table, took the half-dice from Sun Sanlang's hand, and weighed it in his palm.

"Manager Sun, you jest. The dice are yours, and so is the bowl. I was just lucky; I shook them a little too hard and they came apart. Does that count as cheating?"