"That's great! That's wonderful! I never imagined that Young Master Zheng would be such a straightforward person!"

Sun Sanlang rubbed his hands together, then looked at He Yi again, his chilling eyes even more lecherous than before. "Then let's follow the rules! This time, let's go all out!"

【What the hell?! Zheng Yu, are you crazy?!】

Is this plot development even something I can handle?

【It's over, it's over, He Yi is now completely being targeted!】

Sun Sanlang gestured to his men to bring a larger dice bowl, from which thirteen dice were poured out with a clatter.

“Three dice is too stingy,” Sun Sanlang chuckled, licking his dry lips. “Thirteen dice, let’s see who rolls the lowest number! If I roll thirteen, your sister stays; if you roll thirteen, I, Sun Sanlang, am at your disposal!”

Thirteen dice!

Everyone gasped as they looked at the enormous porcelain bowl with dice.

The smallest possible result from rolling three dice is three points; rolling all thirteen dice as one point results in thirteen points—the odds are practically impossible! Sun Sanlang had clearly calculated this; he picked up the dice bowl himself, his fingertips trembling slightly with excitement. He knew that if Zheng Yu dared to accept the challenge, he would win this round!

Sun Sanlang slammed the dice bowl onto the table, the porcelain bowl clattering against the wooden table with a piercing sound: "Watch closely!"

Everyone looked at Sun Sanlang and saw that the veins on his forehead were bulging. He was shaking with all his might, and in an instant he was drenched in sweat, but it was unclear whether it was due to excessive tension or some other reason.

The dice made a frantic clattering sound inside the bowl, like a torrential downpour.

A moment later, Sun Sanlang forcefully lifted the bowl, revealing thirteen dice scattered haphazardly. Everyone gathered around to count them, and then someone shouted out—

"Twenty points!" The man spat as he spoke. "Young Master Zheng, did you see that? Third Brother has twenty points! How do you expect to win?!"

While 20 points is a good score, the real achievement is actually 13 points, but achieving that is extremely difficult.

Everyone watched with bated breath, while Sun Sanlang chuckled and raised an eyebrow as he stared at her.

Upon seeing this, He Yi's heart clenched instantly, almost leaping out of her chest. Twenty points—still far from the lowest possible score of thirteen—but how could her brother possibly roll the lowest number? It was a low-probability event…

[Wow! Sun Sanlang really hit the jackpot! He actually got 20 points.]

[Oh no, oh no! The villainous female supporting character is probably going to be taken away! Zheng Yu, think of something quick!]

[Was Sun Sanlang cheating? How could he possibly roll a 20?]

Zheng Yu naturally saw all of this, but he remained standing ramrod straight, his face showing no sign of panic. He slowly picked up the dice bowl, looked at everyone, and signaled that they could begin.

He shook it again, with the same elegant and confident movements as before. Zheng Yu didn't even use the same force as Sun Sanlang; he simply tossed it lightly a few times before casually placing the dice face down on the table.

"Brother!" He Yi couldn't help but whisper, extremely nervous.

That Sun Sanlang is no good person. If my brother loses, I'll be doomed. Zheng Yu calmly raised his eyes, gave He Yi a reassuring smile, and then tapped the bowl three times with his finger.

Thump! Thump!

Thump!

These three soft sounds seemed to strike the walls of everyone's hearts. Before the smug look on Sun Sanlang's face had faded, Zheng Yu had already slowly lifted the bowl—inside the bowl, thirteen dice were neatly arranged, each one a dot.

It's 13 o'clock.

A deathly silence fell over the Red Beauty Gambling House. Those who had gambled there for years were shocked. They often witnessed amazing skills and encountered extraordinary characters.

Little did they know that such extraordinary skill existed in the world; Zheng Yu's performance just now was absolutely exquisite.

Looking at Sun Sanlang now, her face was ashen, filled with fear and unease. Someone gasped first, and then, after a brief silence, the entire gambling den erupted in thunderous cheers.

Am I blind? Thirteen and a half?!

[This...is this even possible for a human? Zheng Yu, what kind of monster are you?!]

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! The villainous female supporting character can actually be saved! Sun Sanlang must be dumbfounded!]

Sun Sanlang stared blankly at the thirteen dice, the color draining from his face in an instant.

He lunged forward, grabbed the dice, and examined them repeatedly with suspicion, turning them over and over, even biting one of them open with his teeth.

There's really no need to question the dice. This was originally his own gambling den, and Zheng Yu couldn't possibly have switched them. The dice were genuine, without any tricks or problems!

"Impossible... This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible." Sun Sanlang murmured in a daze, "Tell me! Who... who are you?"

This incredible skill would be unbelievable to anyone who hadn't witnessed it firsthand. Zheng Yu smiled casually, flicked non-existent dust off his sleeves, and said in a flat tone, "Boss Sun, best of three, you lost."

He did not answer about his identity or origin, but his words were like a nail driven into Sun Sanlang's head, making him shudder and tremble with unease.

Sun Sanlang suddenly looked up and glared fiercely at Zheng Yu. He knew he had messed up, completely and utterly defeated by these two young men.

But to let him be at anyone's mercy? Absolutely not! But Sun Sanglang actually grinned and sneered, his smile as sinister as a venomous snake: "Good, good young master! You're quite something! However... I, Sun Sanlang, keep my word. I just need to go to the back room to change my clothes before I come with you."

Without waiting for Zheng Yu's reaction, he turned and ran towards the back hall. He Yi stamped her foot anxiously: "Brother, he's going to run away!" Zheng Yu grabbed her, a cold smile playing on his lips: "He can't run away."

The two had already anticipated that Sun Sanlang would try something funny, and Zheng Yu had already planted spies at the back door. At that moment, Sun Sanlang slipped out of the back door with a smile, mocking as he walked.

"How ridiculous! This Red Beauty Gambling House belongs to me, Third Master. It would be so easy for me to escape. How laughable! Hahaha."

To Sun Sanlang's surprise, he had just rushed out the back door when he crashed solidly into a hard chest. Sun Sanlang instinctively looked up and met Zheng Yu's icy gaze.

"you……"

Sun Sanlang was terrified and turned to run away, but Zheng Yu grabbed him by the back of his collar and lifted him up like a chick. "Boss Sun, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you again."

With a "bang," Sun Sanlang was punched, and then, in a daze, he was violently pushed into a carriage that was already waiting by the roadside.

Sun Sanlang struggled to lift his head and saw Zheng Yu and He Yi walking in as well.