"Hmph, I thought some expert came to challenge, but it turns out to be just a joker!"
Liu Yunzhen decided Ning Fan didn't know how to roll dice just by watching his technique.
Ning Fan held the dice cup with both hands, shaking it up and down, left and right, without any particular skill; his movements were utterly casual, seeming weak and effortless.
Compared to Liu Yunzhen's previous technique, Ning Fan's casual actions were indeed not presentable.
Liu Yunzhen was a seasoned cheater with top-notch gambling skills, having fought and scraped through gambling halls in Korea for eight long years, earning a reputation and fame. She had only one reason to visit Huaxia, and that was to make money!
Wen Kuohai's smile grew wider, more certain that Ning Fan was all show with no substance, merely bluffing. Had he known earlier, there was no need for such trouble.
They were sure to win this gamble, and as soon as Ning Fan lifted the dice cup, Wen Kuohai intended to declare Ning Fan's "death sentence" at the first opportunity, showing no one could oppose him and have a good ending!
Lan Kexin's gaze was locked tightly on Ning Fan as she held her hands and silently prayed for him.
"All right, I'm done here."
Not even half a minute had passed before Ning Fan, behaving as if tired of shaking, placed the cup down and twisted his neck, still wearing a confident smile.
"Ha, since you're ready, why not reveal what you rolled for everyone to see?"
Wen Kuohai chuckled coldly, secretly thinking Ning Fan was pretending even as his doom approached, truly clueless of what death meant!
Liu Yunzhen, with arms folded, couldn't help laughing out loud, disdainfully saying, "To think that I was called upon for this, Mr. Wen, it seems your judgment isn't quite up to par today."
The two of them took turns mocking, acting as if they were already the victorious side, mercilessly taunting the loser.
"Alright, Sir. Don't keep us waiting any longer, quickly reveal it for us to take a look!"
Wen Kuohai urged him on.
"Hehe…" Ning Fan chuckled, patting the top of the cup lightly with his hand before finally pressing down.
"Alright, the farce can end now, someone come!"
Wen Kuohai yelled out to the outside without even bothering to look at the dice cup's contents.
But suddenly, the room fell into an eerie silence, only his voice echoing around.
With Liu Yunzhen's exclamation, Wen Kuohai finally snapped back to reality. He glanced at the dice cup instinctively and was shocked, dropping his cigar to the floor.
Ning Fan had opened the cup, but the dice inside had all turned to powder and flowed out.
"I suppose this counts as no points, which is zero, right? It's not too much to say I win, is it?"
After speaking, Ning Fan blew a breath, and all the dice powder drifted into the air.
Liu Yunzhen's eyes bulged in disbelief as she stared at Ning Fan. He had only casually shaken the dice a few times, and while the rolls she heard were clearly three fives and two ones, the dice had turned completely to powder.
"By the way, I've been meaning to tell you, your double eyelids are done really poorly. I recommend you go to Dongying, their technique has already surpassed yours."
Ning Fan lit a cigarette as if chatting casually and made the offhand remark.
At this moment, Ning Fan's words were grating on Liu Yunzhen's ears. She glared at Ning Fan with gritted teeth, but he had already turned his attention from her and was now looking at Lan Kexin.
Witnessing how "casually" Ning Fan had won the bet, Lan Kexin's pretty face flushed with color, and her mood lifted.
"We agreed, okay? Five hundred thousand, I won't welsh on the deal, and I hope you won't either," Kexin said.
Suddenly, Ning Fan turned his gaze toward Wen Kuohai, who was sweating profusely.
At the same time, a group of bodyguards also barged in through the door at this moment.
"Get out, it's none of your business!"
The bodyguards, who had come at Wen Kuohai's call, exchanged glances and reluctantly left the room with faces full of dejection.
Wen Kuohai wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Ning Fan, his eyes once again filled with apprehension.
"You won this round, but we can play again. If you win, not only will Lan Haishan's debt be forgiven, but we will bet an additional million!"
Wen Kuohai took a deep breath, determined to regain his pride today no matter what. Since Long Yan hadn't arrived yet, all he could do for now was to delay time.
Lan Haishan, who had been stunned, immediately came to his senses upon hearing Wen Kuohai's words, and shamelessly shouted, "Agree to it, agree quickly!"
Lan Kexin's expression stiffened, her reaction completely opposite to Lan Haishan's: "Ning Fan, that's enough, I can still come up with the fifty thousand today!"
"Let's bet again, and if you're a man, don't run away!" Liu Yunzhen, struck by her loss, was now going all in. She couldn't believe someone she thought was an outsider like Ning Fan actually had this kind of skill.
It wasn't terrifying to lose, but to lose so "casually," Liu Yunzhen couldn't accept it!
Moreover, how exactly did he manage to turn those dice into powder? Liu Yunzhen was baffled.
Earlier, Ning Fan's technique seemed very ordinary, nothing like that of a professional gambler. What exactly was the trick?
If Liu Yunzhen was expecting an answer from Ning Fan, the answer was simple: the reason she couldn't find any sleight of hand when he was shaking the dice was that Ning Fan hadn't used any sleight of hand at all when shaking them.
Ning Fan had simply shook them at random; the real moment that determined what was inside the shaker was when he tapped it open a few times. The method was simple, too — he used True Qi to shatter all the dice into powder.
As for those mysterious and flashy techniques, Ning Fan couldn't be bothered to use them.
As for whether or not to continue betting, Ning Fan felt indifferent, but if someone was foolish enough to offer more money, he naturally wouldn't refuse.
"I don't mind. If you want to continue, then let's continue. You decide what to play this time; I don't care. Anyway, it's all stuff I've grown tired of," Ning Fan said indifferently.
"How arrogant. Are all you Huaxia people so conceited?!" Liu Yunzhen sneered, her disdain for Huaxia was very apparent in her tone.
Ning Fan frowned, eyeing Liu Yunzhen's seductive face with a tinge of disgust and retorted, "To belittle others and boast about oneself to compensate for one's own inferiority, and to find satisfaction in that, is truly pitiful when you think about it."
"What did you say?!" Liu Yunzhen's eyes widened, barely restraining herself from lashing out physically at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan shrugged his shoulders, laughing mockingly, "I spoke in human language. If you don't understand, that's not my problem."