"Master... Master, Master, Master... that's... Senior Master's voice!"
Xin Baobao grew excited when she heard Wang Dun's voice.
He Pingsheng made a shushing gesture and said, "Keep quiet. Let's go take a look. Your Senior Master seems to have some serious business to attend to!"
"Follow me!"
He led Han Houzhi, Xin Baobao, and Taizhen toward a densely crowded spot.
He Pingsheng's divine sense passed through the crowd and locked onto Wang Dun.
It really was Wang Dun!
Amid the packed crowd stood a black table ten feet long and three feet wide.
Behind the table sat an old man with a tall crown and a long beard, his bearing unworldly.
The old man's cultivation had already reached the twelfth layer of the peak Divine Command Realm.
Opposite him sat a young man-none other than Wang Dun.
A pair of cups rested on the table.
Inside the cups were three dice.
The dice had six sides, each engraved with a different number of pips, from one to six.
"Betting on big or small? Of course!" The middle-aged man opposite him smiled and said, "Three dice in total, a minimum of three points and a maximum of eighteen!"
"Ten or below is small, eleven or above is big!"
"Put the dice in the Sacred Cups and shake them however you like. Once the cups stop, make your guess!"
"We each write our result on a jade slip!"
"Those are all the rules!"
"All right!" Wang Dun agreed readily. "Come on, then. For the first round, I'll bet ten thousand pieces of low-grade solid divine gold!"
Smack...
Wang Dun slapped a piece of middle-grade solid divine gold onto the table.
"No problem!" The middle-aged man also took out a piece of solid divine gold and set it on the table.
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