As the rope was pulled down, the cup cover was instantly hoisted upward.
A golden thread was tied to the top of the dice cup, and the golden thread was connected to a rope hanging from the beam. This allowed the dealer to complete the final cup-opening step without touching the dice cup.
The purpose was still to reassure the gamblers.
"One, one, two, three, five—twelve points, Small!"
A wave of sighs and curses immediately rose from the surrounding crowd, while those who had bet correctly on Big or Small beamed with delight.
Wang Chen had bet on Big for the first round, so he naturally lost his fifty Spirit Stones.
Yet his eyelids did not so much as twitch.
Jin Niang began shaking the dice again.
Once the dice cup had settled, Wang Chen said to Zhang San, "One hundred. Big."
Zhang San was startled, but followed his instructions and placed one hundred Spirit Stones on Big.
Some people followed him in betting on Big, but quite a few chose Small.
The dice cup was opened again.
"One, two, two, three, six—fourteen points, Small!"
Small again!
In the brief span of a few moments, Wang Chen had lost one hundred and fifty Lower Spirit Stones!
Yet it seemed as though his gambling addiction had been thoroughly awakened. "Two hundred. Big!"
Even Zhang San's hand trembled as he placed the bet.
This seasoned old hand of the gambling house had seen countless gamblers of every kind, yet even he was badly shaken at this moment.
Wang Chen's method of doubling his bets was usually seen only in complete greenhorns.
A real gambler would never do something like that.
Because once a person's luck turned against them, even drinking cold water could get their teeth caught in it. There was simply