The woman led Yang Fei to the dice gambling area.

There were a total of four gambling tables in the dice area, all betting high and low, with different maximum limits.

The largest table had no limit on the amounts for bets on high or low.

The woman's face wore a professional smile as she pointed to the dice game on the far left.

"Sir, let's start over there and test your luck. If you're lucky, we can move on to bigger bets."

As she spoke, she introduced the betting limits of the four tables, with the smallest one

capping at a thousand US Dollars.

The game she suggested Yang Fei try was this small-stakes one.

Hearing the woman's suggestion, Nuannuan also nodded.

"Uncle, let's test our luck first. How about we start from the smallest?"

Yang Fei rolled his eyes and raised his left hand.

"My left hand's been feeling hot all day. I've got to win big. What's the point of playing small? Let's play big or not at all."

He said this and walked confidently towards the largest table.

Nuannuan was taken aback, watching Yang Fei swagger off. The Golden Girl spread her hands at her, indicating there was nothing she could do.

Nuannuan caught up just in time to see a new round of bets starting.

The croupier was shaking the dice, and a fair number of people were crowded around the long gambling table, placing their bets.

Nuannuan arrived just as Yang Fei cupped eight chips in his hand and chanted under his breath.

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, please show your power!"

Nuannuan was amused and exasperated. Even when asking for divine help, in a Western country, you'd pray to God, right? What's this guy playing at?

Bam!

The croupier slammed the dice bowl onto the table, calling loudly.

"Bet high, bet low, place your bets now. The more you bet, the more you win."

Yang Fei blew on his palm, then placed the eight chips on the table.

He bet on low!

The thrill of gambling had manifested in full.

Nuannuan's heart was pounding, her eyes locked on the dice bowl on the table.

Modern dice games already have electronic random dice shakers.

However, many people don't trust those, so manual dice shaking has become the main method again.

Yang Fei seemed even more tense than Nuannuan, his eyes glued to the dice bowl.

The waitress stood beside Yang Fei, also nervously watching the dice bowl.

If this generous guest won, her tip would definitely be a good one.

After everyone had placed their bets, the croupier dramatically lifted the dice bowl, revealing three dice neatly at the bottom.

One, two, three. Low!

Nuannuan was thrilled and cheered, "He won, he won!"

Yang Fei chuckled, straightened up, and said calmly.

"Winning is winning. What's all the fuss about? Next round, I'll win again."

Nuannuan rolled her eyes, "You're not nervous? Your forehead's sweating!"

Yang Fei chuckled and whispered.

"They don't like losing to you. If you don't even give them a chance to save face, that's just bullying. One must be kind."

Nuannuan spit playfully, intending to retort, but seeing his smug grin, she couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Fei's chips doubled in the first round.

His confidence surged instantly, and in the second round, he boldly placed 3,600 chips on the table.

This time, he still bet on low.

Nuannuan didn't expect it; she never imagined Yang Fei would stake everything again.

Nuannuan stomped her foot, pinched Yang Fei's waist with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"Uncle, you're an idiot! Who bets like this, wanting to put everything—all of yourself on the line every time?"

Yang Fei chuckled and spoke to himself.

"Anyway, it's not me on the table. If I lose everything, I'll just leave you behind."

"You..."

Nuannuan was so mad she couldn't speak, knowing he was teasing her, yet she still couldn't help but want to bite him.

After they placed their final bets, the croupier revealed the dice bowl again.

Nuannuan's eyes widened at the dice bowl, where the numbers on the three dice were two, two, one—totaling five points, low.

Yang Fei was still nervously sweaty, and only after seeing the dice clearly did he let out a sigh of relief.

Nuannuan patted her chest in relief, glancing at Yang Fei who seemed just as relieved.

The waitress who just got a tip from Yang Fei was also surprised by his nervous look.

She had seen countless customers, including many skilled gamblers.

Yet, this man who won with terror and trepidation seemed far from a casino expert.

Still, he had won two rounds in a row, turning his 1,600 chips into 6,400 in just a few minutes. Was it merely good luck?

In the third round, the croupier began shaking the dice again.

While Nuannuan wasn't looking, Yang Fei placed all 6,400 chips on the table again.

This time too, he bet on low.

Nuannuan's heart was racing, her left hand pinching Yang Fei's waist incessantly.

This guy truly thought he had a gambling god within him, wagering everything each time, looking like a reckless gambler.

Even the banker noticed Yang Fei now, watching him clasp his hands devoutly, praying to the Heavens and Buddhas—a clear sign of a casino newbie.

Under Nuannuan's tense gaze and the croupier's opening of the dice bowl, fueled by Yang Fei's prayer of "Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, please show your power."

One, one, three. Once again, low!

Nuannuan couldn't help but exclaim, this guy's luck was too extraordinary, and the waitress beside Yang Fei also gaped.

Winning three times in a row isn't unprecedented, yet with this guy staking everything each time and getting it right every round...

The gambling was wild, yet the luck was unbelievable.

The other losing guests looked on enviously at Yang Fei, some muttering curses, and the banker, a curly-haired Caucasian, gave Yang Fei a long, hard look.

The croupier started shaking the dice again, while a jubilant Nuannuan was about to place the over ten thousand chips Yang Fei had won back on the table.

Yang Fei jumped in surprise, blocking Nuannuan and casually tossing a thousand chips, still betting on low.

This time the croupier revealed the dice with scores of three, two, six—high.

And thus, Yang Fei lost a thousand US Dollars.

Nuannuan was filled with regret, thoroughly impressed by Yang Fei's wisdom, and the waitress also gave him a look of admiration.

Yang Fei laughed wryly; this round he had intentionally lost.

Yang Fei, back when he was in Strength Transformation, had meticulously studied dice games.

His exceptionally keen hearing allowed him to discern the trajectory of the three dice within the dice bowl and, based on the initial numbers, predict the dice's final score.

It was this skill that led Yang Fei in Yannan to nearly ruin Wu Wei's casino, sweeping away all his funds.

However, they weren't in Yannan now, and Yang Fei's intention was just to pocket some spending money, not to cause trouble. This was, after all, the headquarters of the Heavenly Fire Sect, and Yang Fei had to be cautious.

Quietly getting rich is the true way of the Tao.

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