"Darling, your card skills are just too incredible. Can't I just admit defeat?"
"Bai, just wait a moment. I'm about to play the last of my hand."
After downing a bottle of Maotai, Li Yuan had reached his peak state. His card-playing skills were now miraculous, ingenious without being flashy—the absolute pinnacle of ability.
He played a straight, followed by a pair of connected triples, and then a joker bomb, unleashing a fierce and powerful onslaught.
Game over. Bai Weixi was utterly defeated without even getting a chance to play a single card, her forces completely annihilated.
Li Yuan chuckled smugly. Feeling refreshed and clear-headed now that the effects of the alcohol had faded, he meaningfully squeezed Bai Weixi's Nana. Like a general returning from a triumphant campaign, he smiled casually and said, "Bai, your card-playing skills need work. We should find more opportunities to practice."
