Deep within the Star Palace, four figures sat around a square table carved from jade. The crisp clatter of mahjong tiles formed a strange contrast with the silent flow of stars outside the hall.
"Pung."
Lin Yao from the Battle Through the Heavens World casually picked up an Eight of Circles, pushed over the two Eights of Circles before him, and placed them at his side. He wore his signature white robe today, and the glow of Five-Colored Heavenly Flames faintly flowed around his fingertips. A dignified High-Rank Dou Zun was now staring at his hand with knitted brows, looking even more solemn than when he faced Hun Tiandi.
"I'm saying," Lin Yao from the Kamen Rider Kabuto World said, an energy bar clenched between his teeth as he smacked his forehead, "you really dared to pung? How many rounds has it been? Every time you pung, you end up feeding someone a win. Don't you know that by now?"
Doupo Lin Yao snorted. "You've got the nerve to talk? You've played three rounds without even getting ready, clutching a hand full of wind tiles like they're treasure. You don't even dare discard a White Dragon."
"I'm building an all-honors hand!" Kamen Rider Kabuto Lin Yao said righteously. "You people who play mahjong without dreams will never understand me."
Lin Yao from the Happy Star Cat World, seated opposite them, let out a heavy sigh. He pushed at the tiles before him, his face utterly dead inside. "Seriously, I spend all day dealing with cats and dogs. Why am I sitting here playing mahjong with you frustrating bastards? I've drawn tiles for eight rounds and don't even have a pair. They're all singletons. What do you call this?"
"You call it 'no hope of getting ready,'" Lin Yao from the