Chapter 19 No Cheating
The gambling begins.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Gan grabbed the dice cup and shook it skillfully. The sound of the dice hitting each other was like a storm, crackling in the dice cup.
"This dice-rolling technique is amazing!"
A tall and thin man watching couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
"Of course not. Young Master Zhao's dice skills are amazing in our imperial era! She's a newbie who knows nothing. She'll cry soon." A pockmarked gambler next to him echoed, his eyes full of awe.
"You think that young woman is so arrogant? Is she actually quite skilled?" On the other side, a woman in a flowered shirt asked the waiter to bring her a bowl of melon seeds, which she began to chew with relish. "After we finish watching their game, how about we play a few more rounds of mahjong?"
There is no shortage of onlookers everywhere.
"Bang!"
Zhao Gan lowered his head, stretched out his arms, slammed it directly on the table, and raised his head proudly.
He is very confident.
After all, Zhao Gan's unbeatable record at dice rolling stems not only from talent but also from diligent practice. Since childhood, his hearing has been exceptional, allowing him to discern subtle changes in sound. Coupled with years of honed technique, the dice's flipping and colliding movements within the bowl can be replayed in his mind frame by frame, like slow-motion footage from an anime.
So far, he has never lost the dice in the imperial era.
"Open! Open! Open!"
The crowd was instantly in an uproar, and the shouting that came one after another almost blew the roof off.
In this imperial era, it has been a long time since anyone dared to openly challenge Zhao Gan, who was known as the Dice Demon.
When Zhao Gan heard these shouts, he instantly smiled crookedly, and a ferocious look of pride appeared on his greasy face.
There was no need to open the cup, Zhao Gan already knew the result -
Six sixes, leopard!
This is a unique skill he has practiced for many years. As long as the dice are in his hands, he can shake them however he wants.
A mere arrogant young man who doesn't know how to gamble dares to challenge Zhao Gan?
So, Zhao Gan deliberately pressed the dice cup tightly with his fat palm, squinted his small, granular eyes, and greedily observed the expression of Wen Nianchu opposite him.
The woman hasn't started rolling the dice yet, and there's no sign of panic on her calm face.
Haha...pretending to be calm.
Zhao Gan licked his dry lips, and couldn't wait to break her calmness and see her desperate expression.
He flipped open the dice cup.
"Six six, leopard! Little beauty, you lose."
Zhao Gan opened the dice cup and laughed triumphantly.
The crowd watching gasped, their eyes changing as they looked at Wen Nianchu. A few soft-hearted gamblers even turned their heads away, as if they had already foreseen the tragic end of this beautiful girl.
If everyone thought that Zhao Gan hadn't gambled with dice for a long time, they would think that he might make a mistake.
But now, even this tiny possibility has been directly overturned.
This is the maximum number on the dice.
This means the opponent is bound to lose! There is no chance of winning!
The music playing in the casino suddenly became extremely harsh, and the eyes of the people around were fixed on Wen Nianchu, waiting to see how this rich girl would end up.
Thinking she would burst into tears?
She would still admit defeat directly and beg for mercy, asking the other party to let her go because it was her first time in the imperial era and she was ignorant.
Alas, I am still too young.
The air conditioner blew cold air, and as the wind swept up and down, it happened to reach the area where Wen Nianchu was. The ends of Wen Nianchu's hair were gently lifted up in the wind, and then fell down.
Xie Yue stood in the darkness of the crowd, his eyes following the movement of the restless hair. When it rose, it revealed a small piece of skin on the back of her neck, and when it fell, it obediently stuck back to its original place, and this cycle repeated.
Wen Nianchu doesn't care what others think.
She crossed her hands on the table, her bright fox eyes narrowed slightly as she stared at the complacent Zhao Gan:
"Uncle."
"Are you so sure that I will be the loser?"
Wen Nianchu's fingers gripped the dice cup tightly, so fast that it left an afterimage. Before anyone could react, the dice cup had already landed heavily on the table with a crisp sound.
“Click.”
She slowly opened the dice cup.
Looking at the position of the points, these six dice are neatly stacked in a straight line, with the top one -
It’s still six o’clock!
"Six Pillars of the Sky, I win."
Wen Nianchu said lightly.
The whole audience was silent, and then there was an uproar.
"Oh my god, that's fast!"
“She’s actually a veteran!”
Someone rubbed his eyes in disbelief, staring at the neatly arranged dots on the side, totally unable to imagine how Wen Nianchu could stack the dice in an instant.
"This technique can probably only be compared with that of the gambling king K." Someone exclaimed in a low voice.
Zhao Gan's face turned pale instantly, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He slammed the table and stood up, roaring hysterically:
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! You are fucking cheating on me!"
Wen Nianchu crossed his legs, propped up his chin with one hand, and looked at Zhao Gan who suddenly became furious:
"Can't afford to lose?"
She stretched out two white fingers, picked up the dice on the table, and played with them between her fingers.
"If you want to accuse me of cheating, you need evidence."
She whispered, but suddenly turned her wrist.
The dice drew a silver arc in the air and landed steadily in the very center of the gambling table with a "click".
It's six o'clock again.
The others were so shocked that their expressions changed again.
Wen Nianchu:
"If there's something wrong with the dice, feel free to ask someone to check it. I'll be waiting."
"But, if there's nothing wrong with it, I'm afraid your other hand won't be saved."
Zhao Gan's fat body was trembling, and he pointed at the dice cup hysterically:
"I don't believe it! You must have tampered with it beforehand! I want to test it, and I need someone to test it right now...you..."
Wen Nianchu's eyes turned slightly, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow.
She slowly raised her eyes, her gaze as sharp as a knife. The other party's arrogance was immediately strangled as if his throat was being strangled, and he opened his mouth but could not make a sound.
"Then test it."
Wen Nianchu slightly bent his index finger and tapped the table. The sound was neither light nor heavy, but it made the surrounding area quiet.
She turned her head.
A slender figure had appeared at the gambling table. Xie Yue stood there, his sharp features outlined in the dim light. The pair of white gloves he hadn't seen before gathered around his knuckles, making his fingers appear even longer.
The person who came to check was actually him.
Wen Nianchu's gaze moved from bottom to top, first falling on the small electronic scale in his hand, and then fixed on his face.
Their eyes met briefly in mid-air. Xie Yue's eyelashes drooped slightly, his expression calm, but his eyes darkened for a moment.
He underestimated her.
He originally thought she would deliberately lose the bet and then use the opportunity to ask questions -
After all, these people had close ties to Bai Yiqiu and might be hiding clues about his activities. Yet, she rolled the dice and opened the cup with a smooth, flowing motion that even... bore some resemblance to him.
Xie Yue's eyes narrowed slightly.
He picked up the dice on the table and gently placed it in the center of the scale.
The numbers on the display jumped rapidly, finally settling on a value accurate to three decimal places.
Xie Yue weighed all the dice on the table.
"Standard weight." Xie Yue's voice was low and clear in the silence. "This lady is not cheating."
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