The dice in his hand were like a part of his own body; he could make them do whatever he wanted. There was absolutely no way they could slip out of his control.
Unless Uchiha Shin had interfered and disrupted him. But Uchiha Shin had not made a move just now, so why had he still lost?
After taking a look, the fat man immediately understood. Uchiha Shin had won because he had disturbed the aura on the dice, causing the fat man's perception to make a mistaken judgment. That was why he had rolled three ones.
"You truly have some tricks," the fat man said with a cold laugh.
"I wouldn't dare," Uchiha Shin replied with another smile.
They were about to reach the final round, yet the fat man actually felt a trace of unease. He had dominated gambling halls for thousands of years and had never experienced such an emotion.
Yet when facing Uchiha Shin, he felt this unease for the first time. No wonder Uchiha Shin was so difficult to deal with.
"I'll go first this time," the fat man said to Uchiha Shin. He was afraid that Uchiha Shin would disturb the aura on the dice again.
Then the fat man had Yang Shan bring out new dice.
The fat man picked them up and shook them, testing them out before beginning.
This time, he shook them smoothly. Uchiha Shin did not interfere with him, and he rolled three sixes.
The fat man confidently pushed the dice toward Uchiha Shin. This time, victory was unquestionably his.
Even if Uchiha Shin managed to roll three sixes this time, he would still win.
Because he held the advantage, having won the first round.
Even if Uchiha Shin refused to acknowledge it, they could play another two rounds