Zheng Yu spoke with such conviction that, although the onlookers found it unbelievable, they could not find any flaws in his argument.

After all, it was just witnessed by everyone, and with everyone watching, cheating is indeed extremely difficult.

After all... the dice were indeed shaken in the bowl, everyone saw it. Sun Sanlang took a step back, took a deep breath, his face turning pale and then red, and after a long while he finally managed to utter a sentence.

"Good...good lad, you've got some skills! I underestimated you, you're ruthless!" Sun Sanlang pointed at Zheng Yu—"There's one last round! This time it's about who has the smallest weapon! If you win, I, Sun Sanlang, will do whatever you say!"

[Comparing the smallest? Sun Sanlang, you're just throwing caution to the wind!]

[Zheng Yu, be careful! He's definitely up to something.]

[The villainous female supporting character, quickly stop your brother from gambling with Sun Sanlang!]

"That's great." To everyone's surprise, Zheng Yu agreed so readily. Sun Sanlang looked at Zheng Yu, seemingly trying to see through the young man's intentions and background, but he couldn't discern anything. After a moment, Sun Sanlang took a deep breath and picked up the dice bowl again.

He had previously looked down on Zheng Yu and Zheng Heyi, but after what had just happened, he realized that there were always people more capable than him. This time, Sun Sanlang was extremely careful, afraid that something might go wrong again.

Finally, when the porcelain bowl was lifted, all three dice were found to be three ones.

As everyone knows, in a three-dice combination, three is the lowest possible number. Sun Sanlang looked smugly at Zheng Yu: "Kid, you just managed to split your investment in two, and now I've rolled three ones. Let's see how you plan to win now!"

He Yi's heart sank into an abyss.

Good heavens, three ones! That's definitely the lowest possible score. Is my brother destined to lose this time? But then Zheng Yu slowly picked up the dice bowl, still with that nonchalant expression.

He didn't shake it; he simply turned the bowl upside down on the table and tapped it gently three times. When he lifted the bowl again, everyone was stunned. There were no dice left in the bowl; only a pile of fine white powder!

The three dice were shattered into powder!

Holy crap! What kind of incredible feat is this? The dice turned to dust?!

[Zheng Yu, are you even human? With that kind of hand speed, it's a shame you're not doing magic tricks.]

[Sun Sanlang must be scared to death, right? Hahahaha.]

Sun Sanlang felt as if he had been punched in the chest, staggering back two steps before pointing at Zheng Yu. Everyone could hear the tremor in Sun Sanlang's voice, "You...you...who exactly are you?!"

He had frequented gambling dens for many years and run the Red Beauty Gambling Den for many years, but he had never seen such bizarre gambling skills. This was not just rolling dice; it was practically sorcery!

Zheng Yu clapped his hands casually, as if he had only done something insignificant: "Boss Sun, best of three, you lost." Zheng Yu looked at Sun Sanlang aggressively.

Sun Sanlang stared in shock at the white powder, then at Zheng Yu's calm eyes. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, the fear on his face turned into ruthlessness in an instant.

Sun Sanlang's gaze was fixed on He Yi, who was standing behind Zheng Yu, and a sinister smile instantly appeared on his lips: "Young master, even so you still couldn't achieve a complete victory. You want me to be your puppet? Fine!"

Sun Sanlang looked at Zheng Yu coldly and said, word by word, "But I have a condition."

Zheng Yu pondered for a moment, then looked Sun Sanlang up and down before frowning: "May I ask what your conditions are?" Sun Sanlang's lecherous eyes lingered on He Yi, darting around with undisguised greed. He pointed at He Yi.

“We’ll use your beautiful bud as a wager,” Sun Sanlang said brazenly, pointing at He Yi. “If I win, she’ll stay and warm my bed, and I can do whatever I want with her. But if you win, you can do whatever you want with me!”

He Yi's face was deathly pale, as if all the blood had been drained from her. Upon hearing this, she waved her hands repeatedly.

"No, no! Brother, we're not gambling anymore!"

She never expected that the shameless Sun Sanlang would propose such an absurd and perverse condition; it was utterly shameless! Zheng Yu's face instantly darkened, and her aura turned icy.

Zheng Yu stepped in front of his sister in an instant, his eyes sharp as he looked at Sun Sanlang: "Boss Sun, you need to be careful with your words."

“Sense of propriety?” Sun Sanlang laughed wildly. “In my Red Beauty Gambling House, there has never been such a thing as 'sense of propriety'! What, it seems you’re too scared? Fine, if you’re too scared, then please back down and get out with your little lover!”

He knew Zheng Yu would never risk He Yi's life; this was his only chance. Sun Sanlang had already lost face today, and if he kept this fearsome guest around, he feared the entire game would be lost.

Now he could only put on a long face and shoo the two away. Zheng Yu remained silent, seemingly pondering a solution. As for He Yi, the more she looked at Sun Sanlang across from her, the more disgusted she felt.

【Zheng Yu, you must hold on! You can't agree to this!】

[Don't be afraid, you villainous female supporting character, Zheng Yu will definitely protect you.]

[This plot is too exciting, my poor heart...]

Looking at Sun Sanlang's smug and disgusting face, Zheng Yu glanced back and noticed that He Yi was trembling slightly. Zheng Yu's fists clenched tightly in his sleeves. He knew, of course, that this was Sun Sanlang's provocation, and he knew that if he agreed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But if you don't agree, all your previous efforts will be wasted, and you might even alert the other side.

What to do? The air in the gambling den seemed to freeze for a moment. Everyone's eyes were focused on the three people facing off. They looked at each other, then looked at Zheng Yu, as if waiting for his answer.

[Zheng Yu, make a decision quickly! I'm so anxious!]

[Heyi, hide well, your brother is about to unleash a powerful attack.]

Who will win this bet? I'm starting to get nervous.

[Holy crap! That lecherous old man, Sun Sanlang, is actually eyeing He Yi!]

This bet is disgusting!

In that instant, everyone's gaze froze on Zheng Yu's face, waiting to see how he would respond to this outrageous bet.

He Yi's voice trembled: Although she had indeed seen how formidable Zheng Yu was, she was now using herself as a wager, so she was naturally apprehensive—"Brother..."

Zheng Yu turned his gaze to He Yi. He Yi's face was as pale as paper. Zheng Yu glanced at Sun Sanlang in an instant, only to meet Sun Sanlang's fierce and greedy eyes.

The other side had clearly calculated that he wouldn't risk his loved ones; this was their last, insidious plan to force him to admit defeat. But if they retreated now, wouldn't everything they had done before be in vain?

“Good.” Zheng Yu’s word was firm and resolute, causing an uproar throughout the room. He Yi looked up sharply, staring at Zheng Yu in disbelief. Sun Sanlang was also taken aback, then burst into wild laughter.