"One..." A collective sharp intake of breath filled the air. He had actually rolled a one—the lowest possible score, with three dice, a one, the absolute minimum, the most improbable outcome. And yet, he had achieved it...

Even Ye Jingyu's expression shifted, revealing a trace of surprise.

Seeing that fleeting look of astonishment on the handsome youth's face, Jin Xiaolong couldn't help but smirk triumphantly. This was a skill he had honed for years; how many people in the entire Yun Jing City could replicate it?

This time, no matter how you shake them, you're doomed to lose, right?

Many onlookers realized that Ye Jingyu was finished. Regret flickered in numerous eyes. After all, Ye Jingyu had just helped them win a hand, and now he was losing a staggering one hundred thousand taels. The thought alone was painful for anyone to witness...

In their estimation, Ye Jingyu should just concede now. After all, no one could roll a number lower than one...

But to everyone’s astonishment, the handsome youth didn't show much disappointment. Instead, he smiled faintly at Jin Xiaolong and remarked, "It seems I truly underestimated Gang Leader Jin. To play dice to this level of mastery, I am truly impressed, deeply impressed..."

"Heh, naturally. I’ve been playing dice since I was three. Who in Yun Jing City is my match? Boy, just admit defeat. If you concede now, I’ll even give you a ten percent discount..." Jin Xiaolong crowed, his pride swelling. To show off his generosity, he offered the discount immediately. After all, he owned this casino; what was wrong with being magnanimous once in a while?

Ye Jingyu simply smiled, said nothing further, picked up the bamboo cup from the table, and covered the dice, beginning to shake them. However, his technique was far from smooth; it was even somewhat clumsy. He nearly dropped the dice altogether, which caused Jin Xiaolong to laugh heartily. Shaken like that, even with the best luck, he'd be lucky to hit a three. How could he possibly contend with me?

The others also watched Ye Jingyu’s awkward shaking with expressions of disappointment. With such a technique, how could he possibly replicate the feat of stacking three dice on top of each other? It seemed he truly was defeated...

One hundred thousand silver taels, just gone like that?

Thwack... Ye Jingyu placed the bamboo cup firmly onto the tabletop but didn't lift it immediately. A flash of silver light darted through his eyes, unnoticed by anyone else...

"Boy, are you afraid to lift it?" Seeing Ye Jingyu gripping the cup with both hands but hesitating, Jin Xiaolong recalled the moment his dealer had been so stunned by Ye Jingyu that he dared not reveal the result, and a wave of malicious satisfaction washed over him...

"You lost..." Ye Jingyu chuckled lightly, then swept the bamboo cup away...

All gazes simultaneously snapped down to the table, followed by another sharp gasp of disbelief...

There lay six dice, perfectly stacked atop one another. Wait, there were supposed to be only three dice. Where did the other three come from? It turned out that the original three dice had each been cleaved precisely in half, and all six halves were aligned perfectly, exposing only the top half-point of the pips...

"Half a point?"

It was only half a point! Could one actually roll a half-point with dice? This... how was this possible?

Especially since the six halves were resting stably, stacked without the slightest tremor—how could this be?

It was already hard enough to stack three dice; most people could manage that by hand. But six half-dice, stacked so flawlessly? That was exceedingly difficult!

Jin Xiaolong was stunned rigid. His face went ashen, his eyes fixed unwaveringly on the stacked six halves, brimming with utter disbelief. He had played dice for so many years, encountered every kind of player imaginable, but never once had he seen someone manipulate the dice into this configuration...

A half-point was even more unbelievable than the legendary one-point...

He had lost, just like that?

In a daze, Jin Xiaolong understood: he hadn't encountered a gambling expert, but a genuine martial arts master...

Judging by the clean breaks on the dice, they must have been severed by True Qi. Anyone capable of controlling their True Qi with such precision could certainly be considered a first-rate master. But why would such a master come here just to win a small sum of money from him?

"Boss Jin, do you concede?" Ye Jingyu ignored the torrent of thoughts flashing through Jin Xiaolong’s mind and smiled faintly...

Knowing he was facing a master, Jin Xiaolong understood that reneging was impossible. Upon hearing Ye Jingyu’s direct question, he nodded, though the submission tasted like ash in his mouth...

One hundred thousand taels. That was the largest liquid capital he possessed. And it was gone. If this crowd continued to gamble, he might not even be able to cover his debts...

But facing someone of the Warrior realm, he dared not utter a word of protest. Even if he called out all the brothers from his gang, it would be useless...

As for the two retained Envoys he employed, he could ask them to intervene, but in front of so many witnesses, Jin Xiaolong certainly wouldn't resort to outright murder and robbery...

"Heh heh, thank you, Boss Jin... Xiaoyi, collect the money..." Ye Jingyu chuckled softly and called out toward the rear...

"Yes, Young Master..." Lin Xiaoyi pushed through the crowd and carefully gathered the banknotes, his hands trembling slightly. These were banknotes totaling over one hundred thousand taels! Over one hundred thousand taels—even the Ye family in its heyday might not have been able to produce such a sum on demand...

After finally suppressing his excitement, just as he was about to scoop up the loose silver scattered on the table, Ye Jingyu spoke: "Let the rest of this money be my treat for everyone's entertainment. Boss Jin, is this enough?"

"Enough, enough..." That loose silver amounted to at least several thousand taels. To hire an ordinary courtesan cost barely half a tael of silver. The women here were more beautiful than those elsewhere, but even they wouldn't cost more than one or two taels. This sum was certainly enough for everyone present to indulge luxuriously...

A cheer erupted instantly, and the way they looked at Ye Jingyu was filled with profound gratitude...

"Heh heh..." Ye Jingyu smiled, then stood up and turned to walk toward the exit...

"You dragged me out here in the dead of night just to watch you win over a hundred thousand taels using mental power?" Xue Hengzhi, who had been trailing Ye Jingyu closely, grumbled with displeasure once they cleared the Golden Dragon Casino...

"Certainly not. You’ll know soon enough," Ye Jingyu replied, shaking his head without offering further explanation...

Meanwhile, Lin Xiaoyi clutched the wooden box containing the bank notes tightly behind Ye Jingyu, fearful of losing this massive fortune...

Inside the casino, Jin Xiaolong’s expression was one of utter misery. One hundred thousand taels, plus the tens of thousands from before—this brat had cleaned him out of over one hundred and sixty thousand taels today. It was infuriating...

"Big Brother, what should we do?" At that moment, a subordinate leaned in and whispered to Jin Xiaolong...

"Go and fetch those two Envoys," Jin Xiaolong commanded coldly. He then instructed his men to dismiss the curious onlookers and personally led more than a dozen ruffians in pursuit of Ye Jingyu...