Inside the casino, voices roared in a lively din.
Enormous crystal chandeliers illuminated every corner, and the mingled scents of cigars and perfume filled the air.
Roulette, cards, slot machines... all kinds of people crowded around the various gambling tables.
"Mr. Ye Chuan... are we really going in?"
Vivi looked at the extravagant scene before her, unable to keep a little unease from rising within her.
She knew this was Crocodile's territory, where every step might conceal a deadly threat.
"Since we're already here, wouldn't it be a shame not to play a few rounds?"
A playful smile curved Ye Chuan's lips, while a trace of scarlet quietly tinted his deep black eyes.
He casually approached a dice table where people were betting on high or low. Just as the dealer finished shaking the dice cup and was about to set it down, he seemingly casually placed a small bet.
"High."
The cup was lifted. Sure enough, it was high!
The gamblers around him let out envious cries.
Ye Chuan remained expressionless and kept betting.
"Low."
The cup was lifted, and it was low again!
"Triple."
The cup was lifted. All three dice showed sixes!
Before the Sharingan's dynamic vision, every tiny rotation of the dice appeared in Ye Chuan's mind with perfect clarity, as though in slow motion.
More than a dozen times in a row, Ye Chuan predicted the result with absolute precision on every bet!
The small pile of chips before him quickly grew into a little mountain!
Such astonishing luck naturally drew the casino staff's attention.
Soon, a casino manager in a black suit approached Ye Chuan's table with several skilled thugs.
"You're having quite a lucky streak, sir."
The casino manager wore a professional smile, but a trace of wariness flickered in his eyes:
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