Seeing the casino manager looking terrified, Fang Ruotang stared at him again, puzzled. In his eyes, she still saw her as she always had.
Fang Ruotang thought for a moment, then took out the small bronze mirror she always carried with her, looked at herself, and saw that there was no difference.
"Do you see any difference in me now?" Fang Ruotang turned her face toward the young prince again.
The young prince glanced at Fang Ruotang, then at the casino manager.
"What I see is your original appearance, but judging from this person's behavior, in his eyes you must have changed drastically, just like the passage?"
The young prince, recalling the talisman used to seal away demons, offered a subtle reminder.
Just like in that situation, these methods cannot deceive them.
The words that the little mirror once said.
It's probably a product of the cultivation world, too low-level for them, so almost anything can be seen through them.
Fang Ruotang suddenly realized.
Is that so?
[That's right! This kind of disguise pill has no effect on immortals whose cultivation level is higher than one's own.]
So that's how it is.
Fang Ruotang and Xiao Jingzi have known each other for so long that they already know that these pills are just the most basic things in the world of immortal cultivation, and are even insignificant.
A single low-grade spirit stone can buy a whole bunch of them, since these do not increase their cultivation at all.
Unlike the spiritual fruits that the little mirror fed her, which were beneficial to her cultivation, she would share some with anyone who happened to be nearby whenever she ate them.
At this point, Little Mirror would grumble in dissatisfaction, but when asked who he was to give the elixir to, he would take it out almost without hesitation.
"Alright, you don't need to worry about me, I'll play by myself." Fang Ruotang waved her hand, letting the person in charge go about his business.
The person in charge hesitated for a moment, then stepped back and called over his underling, whispering something to him.
Soon, someone brought up a plate.
The person in charge took the gift and presented it to Fang Ruotang, saying ingratiatingly, "Grand Preceptor, this is just a small token of my appreciation. I hope you have a pleasant time."
Fang Ruotang looked at the round, bulging silver ingots on the plate, smiled, but did not accept them.
"No need! I have the money ready."
Fang Ruotang patted her purse.
She told her grandfather last night that she wanted to do a big business deal and asked him to put up the money.
Her grandfather was probably busy with many things, so he didn't ask her any questions. He gave her the money and told her that in business, profits and losses are common, so she shouldn't take it too seriously. He even asked a few shopkeepers to help her, but she resolutely refused.
"This is just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it, Your Excellency!"
"Really, you don't need to!"
Fang Ruotang refused with a smile.
I craned my neck and ran to the busiest table.
"What's this?"
"Pai Gow, bet on Big or Small!"
The person being questioned saw Fang Ruotang as an ordinary young man with unremarkable features, making him unremarkable.
He glanced at it and then turned away, even muttering something under his breath.
"You can't even do this, yet you come to the casino."
No one in the Fang family plays these games; this is the first time Fang Ruotang has heard of them.
I asked someone else, and after observing two more rounds, I still... didn't quite understand.
What should I bet on to win?
[Can you win no matter what you bet on?]
【real?】
Fang Ruotang's mouth gaped slightly in surprise, incredulous.
[Your luck is already extraordinary, and with Wenren Ya's daily prayers for your wishes to come true and for everything to go smoothly, everything you do will be very successful. Even if you can't win every time, you'll win nine out of ten times.]
Fang Ruotang took a deep breath, her big eyes shining.
That's it...
Does she need to know the rules of the game?
No!
She doesn't need it!
Then, Fang Ruotang casually placed a small piece of silver.
We won!
Two more pieces were added!
We won again!
Ten times in a row, I didn't lose a single one.
Everyone at the table was staring at her, or rather, all the gamblers in the casino were staring at her. Whatever she bet on, everyone else bet on too.
The dealer was sweating profusely, his eyes constantly darting towards the person in charge.
What happened?
He clearly cheated, so how come that ordinary-looking man always wins after the game is over?
"Brother Qiang?"
Unable to withstand the pressure, the bookmaker loudly called for the person in charge to come over.
The person in charge's face darkened. This guy has absolutely no tact. Didn't he see that the manager had given him several clear instructions? How come he didn't pick up on them at all?
"I don't know what's wrong with this guy. He wins every bet. I suspect he's cheating."
"What are you doubting! Hurry up and open it for me, and make him happy."
Qiang slapped the other man on the back of the head, but the next sentence was whispered in his ear and noisily, so no one noticed in the lively atmosphere.
The bookmaker was stunned.
He'd been hanging out with Brother Qiang for years, and this was the first time he'd encountered something like this.
However, since he was a trusted confidant who had followed him for many years, he would not question Brother Qiang's words any further, nor would he resort to any underhanded tactics; he would simply reveal his cards honestly.
Then you lose every single game.
His heart bled as he watched large sums of silver flow out.
After playing for a while, Fang Ruotang looked at the mountain of silver in front of her and was delighted.
"Gambling is so easy! How could anyone lose so much that they sell their daughter?"
"It's easy for you, but it's not so easy for others."
The young prince, who had been protecting Fang Ruotang, was both amused and exasperated upon hearing her words. This incredible luck was something that even ten Wenren Yas combined couldn't match.
Who in this world can compare to him?
"This is boring!"
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