Sorry, But I Never Rely On Luck When Playing Cards Chapter 125 - 56: I Can Be His Ancestor3

From beginning to end, he wore a gentle smile on his face.

And his achievent was an impressive 10 successfully fused material cards.

"You’re quite good."

Now, Mr. Jade Hand turned his attention to Apple Corner.

"Because your score is pretty close to the right answer."

"10 successful cards are already the limit for this card deck."

With this remark, a wave of discussion erupted among the audience.

"Wow, he actually gained Mr. Jade Hand’s approval of his skill."

"Not bad, 7 out of 10 is already very powerful."

"But Mr. Jade Hand is still better."

"I can get 100 points not because I can only get 100 points, but because the test only has 100 points."

"That’s not it."

Even Apple Corner showed a hint of pride at this ti amidst the discussion.

How many formula masters in the club have received positive evaluations from Mr. Jade Hand? Very few.

Tonight, he was truly ecstatic.

Under such an atmosphere, Show Director quietly pulled Ree Shil back a few steps.

"How about it, now you’ve seen the greatness of my father-figure, right?"

"His card-making skill is undisputedly the best in the whole club."

"It’s simply impossible to beat him in card-making."

She said this to Ree Shil.

"Then since you know, why did you challenge him in the first place?"

Ree Shil was a bit puzzled.

"What I challenged him in, was not card-making."

Show Director unexpectedly replied.

"Huh? Then what did you challenge?"

"We challenged each other in dressing and undressing."

"Hey..."

"No, you misunderstood. I an dressing and undressing humanoid cards with material cards."

"Isn’t that still card-making?"

After a few exchanges, Ree Shil was even more speechless.

"So, you better just go challenge the blind cards."

In the end, Show Director urged him this way.

"NONO."

However, Ree Shil shook his finger.

"First of all, I never agreed to help you with any revenge."

"Secondly, I do find this card-making quite intriguing."

This remark left Show Director in disbelief.

"Card-making? You can beat Jade Hand?"

She questioned.

"Hmm..."

Ree Shil pondered for a few seconds before slowly saying, "If we were really to compete, I could make him bow down."

"Ah? ... Are you serious?"

"Mm-hmm."

"You’re not lying to ?"

"If I lie to you, I’m a little dog. Hey, where are you touching?"

"Checking if you have a dog tail."

After repeatedly confirming a few tis, Show Director was still sowhat skeptical.

But even just a bit of trust was enough for her.

She didn’t expect Ree Shil to be truly invincible as he said, but as long as there was hope of winning, it would suffice.

If she couldn’t win against her father-figure herself, having soone else defeat him for her would be pretty nice.

After contemplating for a while, Show Director eventually made a promise.

"You go up there, win against him and I’ll give you a paid vacation for a month."

"Deal."

Ree Shil agreed decisively.

Seeing him so confident, Show Director’s faith increased by 1%, and she decided not to worry about it anymore.

Anyway, it was like doctoring a dead horse as if it were alive. Losing wasn’t a loss but winning was a pleasure.

Anyway, since bald people don’t fear losing their armpit hair, even without giving him ti off, this guy probably wouldn’t work more than a few days a month.

Thus, she slowly raised her hand.

"Jade-Handed Father, soone wants to challenge you!"

This shout imdiately caught everyone’s attention.

Calling Mr. Jade Hand "Father" was not a strange thing; there were many people who called him that.

But the key was that challenging Mr. Jade Hand wasn’t sothing that had been heard in the club for a long ti.

Regardless of sincerity, at least when other formula masters sought Mr. Jade Hand, they used words like "seek advice" and "teach."

Challenging ant that this person ca to win against Mr. Jade Hand.

But was this realistic? Was it possible?

"Oh?"

Mr. Jade Hand had good manners and didn’t feel offended.

On the contrary, he showed an interested expression.

He didn’t know since when, but he hadn’t received a challenge in the club for quite so ti.

Under the watchful eyes, Ree Shil was gently pushed out by Show Director.

"Young man, is it you who wants to challenge ?"

Mr. Jade Hand, not knowing where he got a folding fan, gently tapped it in his hand with a grin.

"That’s right."

"Do you know the aning of challenging at this table?"

"What do you an?"

The other party’s words left Ree Shil puzzled.

Wasn’t it just a card-making competition? How could there be so many rules?

At this ti, Mr. Jade Hand just smiled without speaking, while one of his "sons" helped him answer.

"Since it’s a challenge, naturally there is winning and losing."

"As the one being challenged, it’s expected for Jade-Handed Father to win. But what if, just what if, he lost?"

"You guys don’t look at like that; I’m saying what if, what if."

"But as a challenger like you, winning would gain you fa, and losing would cost you nothing."

"So, if you really want to challenge, both sides should set so stakes in advance."

"Moreover, you have to bring out enough chips to make Jade-Handed Father interested in order to accept your challenge."

This filial son stated the rules clearly and understandably.

"No problem, no problem. This young man is so young; it’s really hard for him to take out sothing that would make interested."

"You being willing to challenge is comndable."

"So you just need to bring out any random chip, and I’ll put up sothing roughly equivalent on my side."

Mr. Jade Hand seed quite generous.

"Listen, this is the breadth of Mr. Jade Hand."

"This young man looks like a newcor, and Mr. Jade Hand’s tolerance towards newcors is truly great."

"A great player indeed has the deanor of a great player."

"It’s the first ti I’ve seen Mr. Jade Hand being challenged; I’ve beco an even deeper fan."

"I hope this young man won’t be too devastated after he loses."

Ignoring the surrounding rainbow farts, Ree Shil turned a deaf ear.

He only waited until the noise gradually subsided before taking out an item.

"How about this for a chip?"

"Huh?"

At this mont, a slight flicker of light flashed in the unflappable eyes of Mr. Jade Hand.

It was obvious that he was moved.

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