Chapter 2254 - 2251: No Way Out
Chapter 2254: Chapter 2251: No Way Out
Although Li Can valued his face, he wasn’t stupid.
Risking a sure loss would really mean something’s wrong with him.
"Master Tang need not worry; you can play small, and even if you lose, you won’t lose much. Earlier, I saw Master Tang win a few times and recoup all the banknotes; overall, it’s still profitable," said Old Song plainly.
Tang Dongfeng looked at him cautiously: "Are you suggesting I should play small?"
"Old Song is always soft-hearted, but this suggestion to Master Tang seems to underestimate him. After all, our Master Tang won six thousand taels just at the casino today, he’s not bothered about such small change," said Steward He sarcastically.
Tang Dongfeng’s face turned grim: "Seems like Steward He has a grudge against me."
Steward He wasn’t afraid to lose face anymore, he was determined to trap him, "Indeed, losing six thousand taels cost me even my wife’s dowry, so it’s no surprise I’m a bit upset. But I’m curious, does Master Tang dare to play now?"
"Why not play? If I don’t, wouldn’t Steward He say I can’t afford to play?" Tang Dongfeng retaliated bluntly.
Steward He simply let out a cold laugh and didn’t provoke him further.
"How do we play?" Old Song asked calmly.
Tang Dongfeng took out two thousand taels and placed it at a three-to-one ratio: "Playing who rolls the higher dice isn’t interesting anymore. How about we play whose number is smaller this time?"
Old Song didn’t even lift an eyelid, mostly regarding him with disdain: "Alright."
He casually placed two thousand taels at Tang Dongfeng’s betting position, clearly following his lead.
"You actually joined," Li Can’s expression was somewhat peculiar, he felt for the first time he wasn’t that wasteful.
Tang Dongfeng smiled confidently, "Young Master Li, if I win today, I’ll share the profit with you."
"You might want to think about what to do if you lose," Li Can said, speechless, watching him.
Tang Dongfeng didn’t respond.
He tapped his fingers on the table.
Ye Muyu quickly started shaking the dice cup.
After several tries, they settled.
Before opening the dice cup.
Tang Dongfeng fiddled with the silver in his hand, looking at Old Song and Steward He.
"Before opening, let’s set a rule: we play five rounds, each round has a bet, and we alternate determining the amount. No matter how much, the other side must match; regardless of who ultimately wins or loses, the game ends. How about it?" Tang Dongfeng looked at the two.
Old Song finally reacted a bit, looking at Tang Dongfeng with a scrutinizing gaze.
Steward He instantly thought of many ways to corner Tang Dongfeng.
"Alright."
Both sides agreed.
"Since we’ve set it, let’s open," Tang Dongfeng showed no sign of fearing financial ruin, his confidence unwavering.
Old Song said nothing, using his actions to express his stance.
He reached out and opened the dice cup.
Three dice, all ones.
Light exclamations came from nearby.
Looking at Tang Dongfeng, their gazes carried sympathy.
"Isn’t this the smallest?"
"As expected of Old Song, who dares to compare with him?"
"This time it’s a definite loss, six thousand taels."
"The key is, there are four rounds to go."
"If Old Song wishes, Master Tang might lose everything."
Hearing the conversations around, along with the confidence of Old Song and Steward He, Tang Dongfeng raised his eyebrows: "Who said three ones are the smallest."
As he spoke, he opened the dice cup in front of him and raised an eyebrow: "I only have two points."
Within the dice cup, two dice overlapped, and the covered dice was also a one.
"So, does this mean I win, or does Old Song win?"