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After that, Guifu led them into a private room.

It's not too big or too small, but it can accommodate about twenty people.

However, there is one thing you must do to get in: wear a mask.

This is nothing to Xiao Ran and his group, but it will make it more difficult to find Gongsun Bo.

Xiao Ran surveyed her surroundings and saw that the people around her were all middle-aged men of similar build to Gongsun Bo... This was like finding a needle in a haystack.

Besides, she couldn't possibly remove everyone's masks to check on them one by one. If she did, everyone would definitely think she had ill intentions, and she might be kicked out, and her clothes might even be chopped off by the devil.

Now, we can only take it one step at a time.

"This is a different way of playing." Guifu walked to the table and greeted the woman sitting at it.

"This is Mandala, the house in our high-class arena. Your task is to beat her."

Xiao Ran looked over and saw that Mandala seemed to be very busy, but even in the midst of her busy schedule, she still managed to wink at them to show her welcome.

Her appearance was so alluring that it made Nangong Ming shudder.

He felt that this person was even more terrifying than Peony...

Gui Fu looked at the two of them and said impatiently, "Understand?"

Nangong Ming nodded vigorously, glancing away from Mandala.

Xiao Ran then asked, "How much can you win in a match here?"

Gui Fu was somewhat surprised and replied, "It depends on luck. If you're lucky—" He looked at Nangong Ming, "you can earn tens of thousands of taels in one go. If you're unlucky…"

“That’s not just a matter of a few fingers. Let me put it this way…” Ghost Axe pondered for a moment, then, as if suddenly realizing something, said, “To cut off the head from the fingers, do you understand?”

This means it's going to be fatal.

Xiao Ran nodded slowly, "Understood."

Guifu chuckled and walked out. As he approached them, he solemnly patted both of them on the shoulder, his tone full of schadenfreude.

"Good luck, young men."

After saying that, he opened the door and went out.

Nangong Ming felt a pang of panic, but his eyes remained fixed on the situation at the card table.

They appeared to be playing "Three of a Kind," which requires participants to take turns shaking a dice, and the winner is determined by the sum of the three dice.

The probability of a sum of nine, ten, eleven, or twelve is relatively high, and the odds are usually low; while the probability of a "triple" (three or eighteen) is extremely low, and the odds are very high.

So it all comes down to luck.

Seeing Nangong Ming sneaking around the crowd looking at the mahjong table, Xiao Ran pulled him inside to watch openly.

The first to notice was naturally the dealer, Mandala. She rose gracefully, jumped onto the table, leaned down to look at them, and spoke with an irrepressible playfulness.

"A new face? And such a shy one at that."

Mandala's dress was pulled up very high, while the hem was pulled down very low, revealing something barely, which made Nangong Ming glance at it before quickly looking away.

Xiao Ran didn't notice his actions. Instead, while everyone was looking over, she looked back at them one by one to remember their features.

For example, the man in red standing in the corner.

When they saw Gongsun Bo today, he was shirtless, so he was not easily recognized by his clothes.

But this man in red... for some reason, she felt that his figure was extremely similar to Gongsun Bo.