Before long, Rays Marcus was led into the Super VIP Room. Tesoro sat on the sofa and looked up at him. He had seen him many times on the surveillance screens, but meeting him this close still took him by surprise.
Rays Marcus was short, with stubby legs that spun like windmills when he walked. Yet he carried himself with astonishing confidence.
He was a super gambler, a legend of the gambling world who had never lost a single game. How could a man like that fail to command a room?
Tesoro was used to looking down on everyone, but when their eyes met, even he felt a flicker of inferiority. Rays Marcus's presence had overwhelmed his own.
Anyone who had seen God of Gamblers remembered Chow Yun-fat's entrance. He stole the scene the instant he appeared!
Rays Marcus was much the same. He had never lost, and his reputation as a gambling legend was no empty boast.
In the original story, by the time Luffy visited the Ark Maxim, Rays Marcus had already lost and had a humiliating tattoo carved into his face. Even then, he still carried himself with force. Before that defeat, he must have seemed like a god.
"Heh. You want to gamble with me?"
With his hands clasped behind his back, Rays Marcus glanced at Tesoro and sneered. Even his tone was condescending. Tesoro was powerful, but standing before him left him frustrated and ashamed.
Tesoro could not stand anyone outshining him, yet his own presence was no match for Rays Marcus's.
Presence was a strange thing. Rays Marcus might have been weak and no bigger than a dwarf, but when it came to gambling, everyone else was trash in his eyes.
Tesoro resolved to beat Rays Marcus. He swore he would humiliate him and