Only one day remained until the Martial Arts Gathering.
Fortunately, these two days were Dragon Boat Festival holidays. After Jiang Siming took his wives and Xiaoxiao through the wormhole to his home in Yunnan for a meal, he brought them back to Shanghai that evening.
Having a wormhole was simply too convenient. They could go home anytime, anywhere, to celebrate the holidays and eat a home-cooked meal.
They no longer had to make a huge production out of going home like they used to.
Even with a Private Jet, flying back was still quite a hassle. The round trip took five or six hours.
Although he was leaving for the Martial Arts Gathering tomorrow, Jiang Siming had no sense of urgency at all. Late that night, he was still playing cards with his wives.
After losing so badly he was practically down to his pants, Jiang Siming was even disliked by his wives and kicked away from the card table.
The reason was that his luck at cards was terrible. He was always giving the other side winning opportunities, ruining their experience.
Jiang Siming felt terribly wronged. I'm a man with Gambling Mastery. I was deliberately losing to you, and you still complain that I lost too much.
Just you wait. Next time, I'm going to win everything from you!
I'm so pissed off! (Fierce!)
With no cards to play and his wives refusing to sleep, Jiang Siming was even tempted to take a trip through a dungeon.
But returning to One Piece now would only leave him sitting around on the ship. They had not reached Water Seven yet, so going there would be pointless.
The Small Instance Roulette also needed another seven days before a new instance would appear.
Just as Jiang Siming was wondering what to do,