Eveya

"I surrender."

Sana's back slumped in defeat, as if his spine had been instantly removed. A gloomy shadow fell over his deep-set features.

He offered Bo Shuo a bitter smile. "I was blind not to recognize your might. How dare I gamble with you."

As the gamble concluded, surprised whispers erupted from the surrounding crowd.

"What? Sana actually surrendered voluntarily?"

"No way! Isn't he the rising star here? I've seen Sana's gambling skills before."

"Tsk, tsk, I don't think Sana was too weak, but the person he gambled against was just too strong."

This thought struck many people.

Quite a few in the crowd secretly observed Bo Shuo, their eyes flashing with admiration and fear before they dared to speak again.

Perhaps it was because the youth's aura was too powerful; no one dared to offend him openly. He was clearly a high-level player.

But in this region, gambling was the main event.

Sana's gambling skills were indeed good, but there were even more skilled players around, and among them were many examinees who gambled like their lives depended on it.

They were incredibly enthusiastic about challenging any strong player who appeared formidable.

So, as soon as Sana stepped down, someone impatiently stepped forward.

"I want to gamble a round with you too," someone invited.

The youth seemed unfazed by the invitation. From beneath the brim of his swaying hat, his deep purple eyes swept over the speaker, then he moved away to the side.

A blatant disregard.

The speaker's face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and anger before he finally retreated dejectedly.

Seeing this, the surrounding people did not try to embarrass themselves further.

(Emotion Points from examinees +100 +999 +...)

Next, would it be Bo Shuo's solo triumph? With the help provided by 007, combined with his acting skills that were already ingrained in his bones, he was thriving here.

The points on his person began to increase rapidly.

But just as Bo Shuo was about to continue, he was abruptly stopped.

This time, it was a casino attendant.

"Did you enjoy your time here, sir?" the attendant asked respectfully.

Bo Shuo looked at the attendant before him. Unlike the other attendants dressed in pure black uniforms, this one wore red and had a badge on his chest, indicating a higher rank.

"Is there something you need?"

He showed no intention of engaging in pleasantries with the attendant.

The red-clothed attendant smiled. "Our Gambling King on the first floor would like to invite you for a gamble."

Gambling King?

Bo Shuo tilted his head, a sense of premonition washing over him, and his gaze met a small private room not far away.

A dark, one-way mirror blocked his view, cold and oppressive, as if hiding a beast ready to devour.

Bo Shuo keenly felt someone watching him without restraint from behind it.

Just as the youth's icy gaze fell upon it, the previously dark mirror slowly began to reveal the scene within.

A long-haired woman in a fishtail dress stood there. She smiled and tucked a strand of hair falling onto her chest, raising a glass of red wine in her other hand and toasting him from afar.

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Bo Shuo was led by the attendant to a small private room.

The entire room was exceptionally luxurious, not at all resembling a casino.

The floor was covered with a wool carpet, and a comfortable single sofa and television were placed nearby. Exquisite snacks and vibrant roses were arranged on the table.

The moment they entered, the air was filled with the fresh scent of roses.

"You've arrived."

A charming and soft female voice rang out. Accompanied by the rhythmic clicking of high heels, a woman with beautiful, fox-like eyes approached.

Her beauty was captivating, and her form-fitting fishtail dress accentuated her graceful curves. Every movement exuded a seductive charm.

The red-clothed attendant who had guided him dared not even look up. He bowed respectfully to the woman before immediately retreating.

It was as if the alluring woman before them was some kind of terrifying monster.

"I noticed you earlier. You're very different from the others."

The woman lightly touched her lips with a slender finger adorned with a crimson nail. Her voice was ambiguous, carrying a suggestive undertone that made one's imagination run wild. As her voice fell, a strange, enchanting power made people unconsciously lower their guard.

However, the black-haired youth, who was the recipient of this special attention, remained exceptionally calm, showing no signs of being bewitched. He lowered the brim of his hat with his long, fair fingers.

His handsome, aloof face was then revealed in the light, his brows and eyes conveying a sense of coldness, a noble detachment that made him seem unapproachable.

"If you've called me here just to say that."

A faint, imperceptible sneer touched the young man's lips as he looked up at the woman. "Then there's no need to continue this conversation."

This immediately shattered the pretense of ambiguous intimacy between them, forcefully seizing control of the discussion.

The woman's smile faltered slightly. It seemed she had never encountered someone as unromantic as Bo Shuo before, but she quickly adjusted her expression.

"I am the Gambling King of the first floor. You may call me Eveya."

Eveya set her wine glass down. The false smile vanished from her face, but her tone remained gentle, making it hard not to feel favorably towards her.