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Xiao Ran suddenly laughed, which startled the burly man who had approached her.

"Sure, who said we're not playing anymore?"

The big man then squinted and glanced in her direction.

He had actually been paying attention to another young master who looked a bit older. After all, the thin young master next to him didn't look like the kind of brave warrior who would step forward, so he only needed to intimidate the older young master.

I never expected that this short guy would be so capable of standing up for himself.

“Very well, since this young master has said so, we mustn’t spoil their enjoyment.” Then he instructed the burly man beside him, “All of you, step back.”

The burly men around immediately retreated, and the surroundings no longer seemed so oppressive.

"I am the manager of this gambling den, and everyone calls me Ghost Axe."

Xiao Ran glanced at the axe in the big man's hand and immediately understood the meaning of the name.

"Young masters, have fun, but remember..." Ghost Axe sneered, "If you lose, you must leave something behind."

After saying that, he walked away.

Looking at his retreating figure, Nangong Ming was still flustered and subconsciously tugged at the hem of her clothes.

"Xiao Ran, you're rich?"

She shook her head.

"Then why did you agree! This is a matter of life and death!" Nangong Ming exclaimed, seemingly dissatisfied with Xiao Ran's decision.

"Do you think they'll let us out if we don't play?"

Nangong Ming glanced at Guifu, who was guarding the door, and swallowed hard.

"Then, do you know how to play?"

Xiao Ran smiled at him, "Didn't you always play these things with me before?" She then looked at one of the tables, where the sound of dice being rolled could be heard. She pointed over there and said, "Isn't this just guessing high or low? Isn't that your favorite game?"

Nangong Ming paused for a moment, "I do like it, but this isn't an ordinary gamble. Besides, if you stand by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet..."

Seeing Nangong Ming's conflicted expression, Xiao Ran couldn't help but recall her past life. Whenever he had free time, Nangong Ming would always play a game of guessing big or small with his friends. The key was that he always won, and she didn't know why... So she simply followed Nangong Ming's lead and placed bets.

She calculated that there was an 80% chance that Nangong Ming would win.

I don't know why... could this be luck?

I wonder if this life will be like the one in my past life?

"Let's go."

Xiao Ran pulled Nangong Ming into the betting area. The people around them seemed to be gloating at their arrival and quickly made way for them.

The dealer shook the dice haphazardly on the table, and after a series of crisp dice clinking sounds, he shouted, "Place your bets now!"

People around her placed their bets, and Xiao Ran took the opportunity to observe the crowd around her.

Gongsun Bo was nowhere to be seen, nor was he at any of the other mahjong tables... Where did he go?

Unlike the relaxed Xiao Ran, Nangong Ming was extremely nervous, his grip on the chips tightening.

Even when Xiao Ran whispered a question in his ear, he was startled.

"Big or small?"

Nangong Ming answered tremblingly, "It should be... small..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ran took the chip from his hand and placed it on the small side.

The action was swift and decisive.

Nangong Ming was startled, but there was nothing he could do but close his eyes and pray silently.

He heard a sudden silence around him, the dice cup was slowly lifted, and then he heard the dealer's extremely loud voice say:

"One, three, four."

"Small."