"Pair of kings!"
"Beat that! Pair of aces!"
"Selena! This is game number 385,674! Do you have to beat my cards every time?!" Wangcai's delicate, youthful face was plastered with densely packed paper strips. Even his forehead had not escaped.
He glared at Selena with wide eyes, but through that curtain of paper strips, he hardly looked intimidating.
"You're the landlord! Who else would I beat? Loa, tell me I'm right!" Selena clutched her cards and glared back at Wangcai with complete conviction.
"Pass. Keep going, keep going. Both of you, calm down," the black-robed Loa said unhurriedly, leaning against his chair with his cards in hand, his expression composed.
After watching these two youngsters bicker and tussle for ten years, he had long since developed unshakable composure.
Wangcai always lost in the end anyway.
"Fine, fine, fine! Pair of twos!" Wangcai sprang to his feet, pushing his chair back with a creak.
He raised the two cards high with both hands, swung them through most of a circle over his head, and slammed them onto the metal table with all his strength. A sharp slap rang out, and the entire tabletop shook.
After slamming down his cards, he remained standing, glaring down at Selena with his chin slightly raised. "Now you can't beat that! That's what you get for beating my cards! That's what you get!"
"Just a moment." Loa calmly drew two cards from his hand and set them gently on the table. "Rocket."
Wangcai froze, his raised hands still halfway lowered, his expression like a goose being strangled.
He looked down at the two jokers on the table, then at the pair of threes left in his hand. His mouth twitched. "Aaaah-Boss, you can't do this! I was finally about to win!"
"Nothing I can do. Accept