Before shaking the dice cup, the two of them each rolled a die. Whoever rolled higher would go first.
Su Jiu did not particularly care about this. She casually rolled a three, while her opponent rolled a five.
Without question, the man with the little mustache took the opening turn.
He lightly swept his fingers across the table, and the three dice fell into his left palm. Then his hand flashed into a blur, and everyone heard the clatter of dice falling into the cup.
The mustached man covered the bottom of the cup, supporting it with one hand and holding it beside his ear with the other, as though listening to the movements within.
Before long, he moved the cup away from his ear, a little more confidence appearing on his face. What followed was a dazzling display of fancy cup-shaking.
As the dice clattered inside the cup, the mustached man closed his eyes in evident enjoyment.
Perhaps because the atmosphere around them was so entertaining, many passersby gradually gathered to watch. Some were even gamblers who had just emerged from the gambling house nearby.
Someone who knew the trade could not help sighing. "You can tell at a glance he's a slippery old hand. These three are probably in for it too. I wonder what they're betting?" As he spoke, he took another look at Su Jiu and her two companions.
These three were clearly dragons and phoenixes among men. If they lost, they would likely suffer a little in the City That Never Sleeps.
Yet while he was imagining their fate, someone beside him shook his head. "You might not believe this, but Lai Laoliu didn't set up this wager to get anything out of them. This time, he simply wants to do these three a favor."