Zheng De can now be certain that the young man before him is cheating.
Because he knew the dice he rolled should be "1, 1, 3," but when opened, it became "5, 5, 4."
To say it was an accident, with his years of skill, it's impossible!
But the dice cup was right in front of his eyes; he really can't figure out how the other party manipulated it, which explains why he dared to bet big beforehand—he had his reasons.
After clearing the clues, Zheng De said nothing and paid the 9.6 million, then seemed to smile genially at Lin Xi, "Sir, may I ask your surname?"
"Lin," Lin Xi replied.
"Hello, Mr. Lin," Zheng De said solemnly, bowing slightly. "On behalf of the casino, I'd like to invite you to our VIP room, how about it?"
"Because the stakes are concerningly high, the fewer people, the better; too many people around can be distracting!"
