Su Mu took off his raincoat, changed into clothes he had bought in advance, put on a conical hat, and left the inn.
...
The Guo Family Gambling House was brightly lit at night, attracting quite a few guests.
Su Mu strode in, and imdiately a gambling house servant greeted him.
"What does the guest wish to play?"
"Anything will do, lead the way." Su Mu swaggered up the steps, a small stack of silver notes peeking from his collar, catching the keen eye of the servant as he quickly noticed.
"This way, please!"
The servant led Su Mu to a crowded table, surrounded by layers of people who couldn't see what was happening inside and had to stand on tiptoe and crane their necks to look in.
"I'm betting on big!"
"It's been big three tis in a row, I don't believe it this ti, I'm still betting on small!"
"Hurry up, open them!"
"Alright, anyone else want to place a bet?"
The dealer, a man in his early thirties with large hands and a smiling face, discreetly glanced at the chips on the table. Seeing many had bet on big, his heart stirred.
He imdiately reached out to reveal the black-lacquered pearwood dice cup, but at the instant of opening it, he quickly brushed his sleeve against it, and everyone fixed their eyes on the reveal.
Inside, the three dice showed two, three, and five, totaling ten, which was small.
"Damn it, why is it ten, why not a bit more!"
"Hahaha, I won this ti! Not only did I make back my money, but I also gained an extra three taels. I'm done playing!"
The man collected his silver and walked out, unopposed.
Where there are winners, there are losers too. The dealer collected the silver coins, while those who bet on big glared with Qi Blood rushing to their faces, looking like discontent gamblers.
At this mont, a wandering gambling house servant approached so well-dressed individuals, "Does the guest wish to recover their losses?"
"I'll turn things around in the next ga. Just this one ga! I'll pawn my heirloom jade ring for thirty taels of silver, and I'll redeem it later."
"No problem, no problem."
Su Mu did not directly join in the betting. After observing a few rounds from the periphery, he scoffed, drawing the attention of the cup-holding man Zheng Chun and several gambling house servants.
"Why does the guest scoff?"
"Your ga here is all one-to-one odds, too petty, not thrilling enough."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Chun sneered inwardly but smiled and said, "Even at other places, big and small are one-to-one odds. If the guest is not thrilled, you could try other gas."
"Oh? Let's hear about them." Su Mu said, forcing his way into the crowd, casually lifting a man, "Get out of my way."
At this mont, Su Mu's identity was Zhou Yuanba, described as hot-tempered and overbearing in the secret letter, prone to murdering in anger.
The man thrown out suffered a silent loss and, seeing Su Mu's glare, swallowed nervously without daring to speak.
Zheng Chun noticed Su Mu's unusual strength, indicating he was a Martial Artist. He quickly signaled to the servants at the gambling table.
Several servants understood and turned towards the depths of the gambling house, which was precisely what Su Mu wanted.
"Dear guest, besides betting big or small, you can bet on leopards, which has odds of fifty to one, fifty tis!"
"Fifty tis? Interesting. Tell more about this leopard."
As his words fell, several burly n ard with Blade Soldiers approached from afar. The scar-faced leader said, "A leopard ans all dice have the sa number."
"Oh? Then the dice in the cup show only one number and no others?" Su Mu offhandedly remarked.
The crowd was montarily stunned by the peculiar statent, but upon reflection, three dice showing the sa number without others was indeed a leopard.
"That's right."
"Mr. Big Shot gets it now…" Su Mu casually took out a stack of silver notes from his collar, slapping it on the gambling table, "There's about one thousand taels here, I'll bet on the leopard."
"But let just say this upfront, if I win, it'll be fifty thousand taels, can your Guo Family Gambling House afford it?"
Fifty thousand taels!
The whole room was in an uproar at his words. Many gamblers gasped; fifty thousand taels wasn't a small amount.
The dice cup contains three dice, each with six faces and numbers, totaling two hundred and sixteen possibilities, but only six scenarios result in a leopard, from three ones to three sixes.
Out of two hundred and sixteen possibilities, only six are leopards, with a probability of less than three percent.
Such a probability is extrely low, rarely resulting in a leopard in a whole night, but if one appears, as this man said, the Guo Family would have to pay fifty thousand taels of silver.
Despite the Guo Family's dominance in Donghe Town, fifty thousand taels was astronomical and not easily produced.
"Soone's betting one thousand taels on a leopard?! If he wins, won't the Guo Family have to pay fifty thousand taels?!"
"What, the Guo Family has to pay fifty thousand taels?"
Imdiately, news spread like wildfire, and everyone put down their chips, crowding around the dice table to witness the spectacle.
"Now this is interesting. If this dark swindler loses, so be it. But if he wins, can he walk out of this Guo Family Gambling House?"
"Since he dared to co, he must have so backing, but if he wins, I'm not sure if he can leave, but soone's in trouble for sure."
Imdiately, the humorous eyes of many lost gamblers fell on Zheng Chun, their anings clear without words.
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