Hearing Chen Xiao's words, Jiang Tianquan sneered and urged, "Go on, open it. Let him lose all hope for good."
These croupiers of mine are all true professionals. How could a punk like Chen Xiao even begin to imagine the tricks we use in a real casino? Besides, even if he gets lucky and guesses correctly, we have hidden mechanisms we can use.
However, upon hearing Jiang Tianquan's order, the croupier swallowed hard, sweat beading on his forehead. He didn't move.
Chen Xiao's eyes narrowed, his gaze turning sharp. "What's the matter? Afraid to open it? Or are you planning to pull some kind of trick? If that's the case, then you'd better be prepared to return every single cent these guests have lost here tonight."
His words immediately captured the attention of the onlookers, who all turned their suspicious gazes toward Jiang Tianquan.
Jiang Tianquan's heart seized. While it's an open secret that casinos have their methods, I can't just admit it, can I?
