"Hahaha, I told you I could see through the dice cup, didn't I? Now you know how awesome I am."

Seeing the numbers on the table, Xiaofan burst into laughter. This laughter immediately attracted the eyes of those around. However, these eyes soon returned to focus on the grand tournament.

Chen Mei'er, who was standing at the top, also glanced over, but she didn't find Ye Weiwei among the crowd. She bit her lip in frustration and stomped her foot in anger.

"You got lucky, I refuse to believe you'll guess right again this time." The rich kid immediately pulled a wad of money from his wallet. He counted out twenty bills and threw the rest to Xiaofan.

"Hahaha, then I have to take advantage of this momentum. This is eight thousand, right? Go ahead and shake." Xiaofan didn't bother counting the money; he seemed to have grasped the knack and felt unbeatable.

"Come on, place your bets..."

"Hmm, all in on large..." Xiaofan tossed all nine thousand dollars in front of him onto the 'large' bet.

Initially, everyone thought this guy was just a poor boy, but to their surprise, he threw so much money in all at once. People figured this kid must be a fool. Playing like this, he'd definitely lose.

Then, everyone's eyes widened in the following rounds.

He hadn't lost a single round, and each subsequent bet was a steady ten thousand each time.

This kid, something's off with him. Could he really see through the dice cup? How's that even possible? If he could, why did he lose in the beginning?

If Ye Weiwei were still here, she'd probably be so shocked by the pile of cash on the table she might lose her eyes.

"Waiter, get me another hundred thousand in cash, please." The rich kid, having lost too much, was running out of cash. He'd also borrowed all his friends' money. And now they had all ended up in Xiaofan's pocket.

Originally, these people would only bring around thirty thousand cash. But how could that be enough for Xiaofan to win?

So could Xiaofan really see through the dice cup? Did he really have superpowers like in the gambling movies? Of course not. But he did have incredibly sharp hearing.

After his grandfather helped unlock his body's meridians with silver needles, his hearing had become several times better. As long as Xiaofan concentrated, he could detect the subtle differences in the sounds the dice made when they collided.

At first, Xiaofan was just casually listening. When he found that it was exactly as he had predicted, he bet a thousand to test it, and surprisingly, it was just as he thought.

Xiaofan realized that those with advanced gambling skills indeed possessed a kind of special ability. But it wasn't a supernatural power; they simply had exceptionally keen sight and hearing.

In the end, these rich kids accepted Xiaofan's victory. They even started to believe that Xiaofan could see through the dice cup. One by one, they dared not continue playing.

Xiaofan had indeed won a fortune. His older sister had brought him here to see the world, and now others were giving him money — how generous.

By this time, the grand tournament was also reaching a fever pitch, with cheers ringing out constantly.

"Hey, Ye Xiaofan, I concede to you today with these dice, but you must give me a chance to win back my money." The rich kid who had just lost two or three hundred thousand to Xiaofan stood up and said.

"Oh? Sure, I suggested dice earlier, so now it's your turn." Xiaofan wasn't the type to walk away after winning. Although he had long noticed that Ye Weiwei had left him here, these rich kids initially wanted to tease him to see him make a fool of himself. Now, they seemed genuinely interested in playing.

They're not short of money; to them, losing two or three hundred thousand was equivalent to a week's expenses at most — no big deal.

"How about this, let's have a round at the grand tournament on the sidelines. As for the bet, what amount do you think is appropriate?" The rich kid asked directly.

"How do you play this grand tournament?" Xiaofan turned his head and looked over, wanting to get some understanding first.

"It's simple, just clear the levels. Clear all the levels in two minutes. But if you make a mistake, you're out. Each person can challenge for two thousand. The challenge amount accumulates in the prize pool. If you win, the accumulated prize is all yours. The prize resets to two hundred thousand each week. Tonight's the last day; the current prize is over nine hundred thousand."

Clearing the levels meant passing the challenges set up on site. There were six challenges in total. First, the challenger had to spin around on the spot twenty times, then enter the designated challenge course without crossing the lines or knocking over obstacles. The third challenge was to solve math problems: three multiplication questions involving three-digit numbers. Next was the punching machine, and if your score was below 650, you were out. The fifth challenge involved darts — you had to hit the bullseye with all three darts from four meters away. The final challenge was the dice game Xiaofan just played; guess the right number to clear the level.

Upon hearing this explained by a nearby rich kid, Xiaofan couldn't help but chuckle in his mind: City folk really know how to have fun.

Tonight, because Chen Mei'er wanted to meet Ye Weiwei, she deliberately added fifty thousand to the prize pool and considered herself the mysterious grand prize, all with the intention of attracting Ye Weiwei to meet and reconcile. However, she was mercilessly abandoned in the end.

Of course, because of the jackpot's increase, the original one thousand per challenge became two thousand. For most of the rich second generation on site, this was no big deal.

"If both of us clear the levels, who wins?" Xiaofan voiced his question.

"Clear the levels? Hahaha, not just anyone can clear the levels. We'll compete to see who gets through more challenges. If it's a tie, then we'll simply have another round." The rich kid laughed loudly.

"Alright, then, tonight I've already won two or three hundred thousand, so I'll give you a chance to win it back. Let's directly bet thirty thousand. How about that?" Xiaofan glanced at the cash in front of him and said calmly.

"Ah? Thirty thousand? You little... no kidding, I'd be a joke if I didn't accept." The rich kid agreed at once.

Truth be told, he had tried this challenge many times. Each time, he failed at the last three levels. But he had experience. This kid was playing for the first time — he might even get dizzy from spinning at the first level.

"Hey, listen, I lent you money earlier too, you can't take the full thirty thousand, leave ten thousand for me." Another rich kid, who had also lost a sum earlier, was hoping to win back his money at this final opportunity.

"Hey, this is a bet between me and Xiaofan. How can I give it to you guys?" The rich kid was clearly unwilling.

"No problem, no problem. Let me act as the banker this time. You want to bet ten thousand, right? Anyone else? I'll take all your bets, and each of us will take turns challenging. If anyone beats me, I'll pay whatever you want..." Xiaofan smiled gently, speaking confidently to the rich kids.

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