"Slurp!"
Zhao Cha carried a large bowl of iced sour plum soup over to Yang Ge, strolling up behind him to watch him scratch his head and rearrange his tiles over and over.
Across the table, Xiao Baoqi, Hooligan, and Dog Shit also stared unblinkingly at him, eyeing him like hungry tigers, sharpening their knives for the kill!
"Play the Nine of Diamonds! Give those villains a taste of their own medicine and fleece them good!"
Zhao Cha spoke with complete confidence.
"Shoo, shoo, go play somewhere else..."
His head feeling swollen to the size of a bushel, Yang Ge turned and pushed her away. "All three of them want diamond tiles, and you want me to play the Nine of Diamonds? Are you trying to make your second brother hand them his money?"
With that, he turned back, confidently picked up a One Bamboo tile, and played it. "Charging chicken!"
Xiao Baoqi, sitting opposite Yang Ge, smiled and reached for the tile on the table. "Honestly, wouldn't everything have been fine if you'd played the Nine of Diamonds? Not a single One Bamboo has come out yet, and you actually dared to play one!"
Hooligan, sitting upstream from Yang Ge, slapped his paw away and grinned crookedly. "Who do you think you are, taking Second Master's One Bamboo...? Sorry, Second Master. Dragon Seven Pairs!"
"A mere double win off one discard. No problem!"
Yang Ge kept his composure, drew a tile, rubbed it with his thumb, then glanced at Dog Shit downstream from him and cautiously played it. "You shouldn't need this Seven of Characters, right?"
Dog Shit looked at Yang Ge innocently. "Honestly, wouldn't it have been better to listen to the second innkeeper, play the Nine of Diamonds, and let me draw my own winning tile? You