Ferocious Beast Belt

"I think I went too far!"

"I've got it so rough!"

The first remark came from Montes Ganghao, while the second was Zhang Xuezhou's complaint.

As Zhang Manqian and Zhang Xuezhou entered a period of fatigue, Montes Ganghao was even more exhausted, and the difficulty of probing him with Ren Anran's mental perception dropped sharply.

This sent the amount of time Ren Anran could spend at the card table soaring.

Aside from asking Wang Li to take her place for two rounds in the middle, Ren Anran played twenty-two rounds in all.

Zhang Xuezhou lost four exotic beasts, while Montes Ganghao, half asleep, lost his belt.

As Montes Ganghao muttered and listened to Zhang Xuezhou's grumbling, he felt somewhat comforted, though somehow he also felt he had lost a little too much.

He had run into a young woman who was exceptionally good at cards, so good that he had no answer for her.

In any case, Montes Ganghao felt that, if not for being in this godforsaken place, he would never play cards with someone like her again.

"An Ran is the one winning, but why does it feel like Zhang Xuezhou is controlling the table?"

Zuo Teng had wanted to join the game and win back some of his stake, but he had noticed a problem.

It had been hard to see while he was at the table, but after watching from the sidelines for a long time, Zuo Teng had spotted something.

He noticed that Zhang Xuezhou seemed able to lose when he wanted to lose and win when he wanted to win. Zhang Xuezhou even seemed to be controlling whether the others won or lost.

Losing at cards was easy. Winning was undoubtedly hard, while controlling the table to make others win was so difficult it