Chapter 104: Stop 23: One Roll

Chapter 104: Stop 23: One Roll

Bai Changfeng gazed coldly at the person across from him, his fingertips flicking, sending the gambling cup soaring into the air!

The cup jingled with a rapid and crisp sound, and not only that, there were faint roars and growls of strange creatures emanating from within.

The eerie noises produced by the swaying cup were excruciating to the ears, and Yan Qiling immediately covered Si Shuhao's ears.

The others were less fortunate. Their expressions turned ghastly, and they felt their minds growing hazy, almost on the verge of dozing off.

As a ray of diamond-like radiance flashed past, Ming Yiyang observed the performance before him with an unchanging expression, unaffected.

He clearly saw Bai Changfeng's hand, like a withered branch, extending in all directions, sprouting tiny grains-sized flowers that exuded a faint purple mist.

This mist seemed to have a hypnotic effect, inducing a desire to sleep. However... Ming Yiyang thought, it might not be that simple.

The mist penetrated the gambling cup, manipulating each dice as deftly as fingers, flipping them into the shape Bai Changfeng desired.

Before the answer was even revealed, Bai Changfeng had already rolled six sixes, a fact that Ming Yiyang had already witnessed.

"Clack."

The gambling cup landed on the octagonal table, revealing the dice arranged in perfect order. It seemed there was no point in continuing the game.

With a mischievous grin, Bai Changfeng nonchalantly lifted the cup.

Everyone, relieved that the torment had finally ended, gazed intently, gasping in trepidation.

Bai Changfeng's concubines, of course, lavished him with sugary compliments, praising his unparalleled gambling skills.

Yet, the outsiders felt a chill run down their spines.

This seemingly uneducated Bai Changfeng had effortlessly rolled a total of 36 points – all six sides of the six dice showed a six!

How could anyone possibly win against this?

Bai Changfeng crossed his hands over his abdomen, basking in the fear and tremors emanating from the spectators around him. Satisfied, he elegantly nodded at Ming Yiyang.

"Mr. Ming, your turn."

The young man's slender eyelashes shimmered with a silvery glow in the dim room as he raised an eyebrow in mocking skepticism.

"Six sixes, isn't that hard?"

Ming Yiyang abruptly slammed his hand on the table, sending the cup flying into the air. It spun a full 360 degrees mid-air before landing upside down with a "pat" on the surface.

The room fell silent for a few seconds. Bai Changfeng was somewhat puzzled. He tried to peer through Ming Yiyang's cup, but it remained veiled by a faint layer of light, revealing nothing.

Rather than feeling anxious, he inclined to believe this was just Ming Yiyang's attempt at intimidation.

Bai Changfeng's disdain grew, but he maintained a facade of politeness.

"I hope, Mister Ming, you won't be too hasty? After all, six sixes aren't exactly difficult, right?"

"That's right."

Ming Yiyang tilted his head to look at him, his cold demeanor hiding a subtle disdain.

He then turned his gaze to the beautiful maid standing behind Bai Changfeng and said,

"Go lift the lid."

The beautiful maid was startled, but Bai Changfeng smiled nonchalantly,

"What are you standing there for? If Young Master Ming is calling you, go to him."

She cautiously lifted the lid of the insect jar.

All six dice showed a six, resulting in a total of 36 points - a grand slam!

"That's impossible!"

Bai Changfeng's expression drastically changed as he glared fiercely at the pale-faced maid who had lifted the lid,

"Did you conspire with him to cheat?!"

The maid shook her head in panic, her voice trembling as she replied,

"Mistress, I didn't, I-I-ah!"

Bai Changfeng kicked her right in the chest!

Despite his frail appearance, as if he needed assistance just to walk, this kick sent the maid flying two yards away, crashing into a pillar with a thud! She fell unconscious, her condition unknown.

Ming Yiyang wore a mocking smile, watching the scene with folded arms like it was a spectacle.

"I told you, six-six is not difficult. Winning against someone like you doesn't require tricks. As for her..."

He lowered his gaze to the woman being dragged away by servants, his amethyst eyes beneath silver lashes remaining calm and unperturbed.

"Perhaps she intended to cheat for Lord Bai but failed?"

"You!"

That kick had vented White Longfeng's anger, but the spark was reignited by the other man's brief remark.

Nonetheless, he forced himself to regain composure, returning to his seat and taking a deep breath before sneering.

"I merely spoke off the cuff, but... I wonder how Mister Ming managed to shake a six-six with one hand? Please share the secret, so we spectators can accept your victory with conviction."

"Why do I need your heartfelt submission?"

Ming Yiyang found it ridiculous. The sarcasm on his face was just short of branding "You're an idiot" onto the other person's forehead:

"You lost, and you admit it. That's the biggest rule at the gambling table. Hand over the chips."

Bai Changfeng was well aware of this principle, but he wasn't willing to accept defeat.

Initially, the rules were in their favor. As long as Purple Smoke entered Ming Yiyang's insect vessel, he could make the guy be any number he wanted. No matter how many different combinations the opponent rolled, the digits wouldn't change.

But strangely, after Purple Smoke passed over, he lost contact with it, and he couldn't see through the situation inside the insect vessel... In any case, it was clear that Ming Yiyang had a way to win, and judging by the current situation, the other party seemed confident in consistently winning.

If that were the case, Ming Yiyang would get a full house every round.

If he allowed the game to continue, his mother would surely kill him!

He hesitantly turned back to the woman sitting on the couch.

The woman used her fan to conceal her face, looking down at him with a gentle yet intimidating gaze from her alluring eyes, conveying a seemingly loving warning.

Bai Changfeng turned his head stiffly and clapped his hands, saying,

"Change chips for Mister Ming."

The maidservants hurriedly brought over trays.

According to the rules, Ming Yiyang bet five teeth, and Bai Changfeng also bet five. If Ming Yiyang won outright, he would recover his original stake plus the opponent's, a total of ten teeth.

But with a leopard, the reward was doubled, so now he held fifteen teeth in his hand.

"All in."

Ming Yiyang pushed the fifteen teeth back onto the gambling table with nonchalant ease. It was as if victory was an inevitable outcome for him, and he seemed never to have entertained the notion of losing and its consequences.

Seeing Ming Yiyang bet all his teeth, Bai Changfeng forced a smile, "Although Young Master Ming insists on clarifying that you didn't cheat, your dice and the betting container... I think it's reasonable for someone to inspect them, don't you agree?"

Ming Yiyang nonchalantly rested his knuckles against his lower lip, leisurely observing the disgruntled man across from him. He said,

"It seems Mister Bai puts great faith in 'technique' at the gambling table. But perhaps it's simply because I have a knack for luck, allowing me to roll the numbers I desire effortlessly."

Bai Changfeng smiled but didn't respond directly, his intention to inspect the dice cup was evident.

Thus, Ming Yiyang pushed both the cup and dice onto the gambling table, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

"If Mister Bai has any doubts, we can switch dice cups. Or get me a new one altogether. I have nothing to hide; I welcome scrutiny."

Acting on habit, he reached for the spot where he usually kept his cigarettes, only to stop midway.

At the gambling table, he would typically light up a cigarette to enhance his sense of touch.

...But not this time.

Bai Changfeng regarded the insectarium with utmost wariness, as if it were contaminated with some deadly virus.

Ming Yiyang chuckled softly.

"You're scared of that? Look, the dice and the cup are from your Bai family. If there's a problem, it's your family who tampered with it. I only touched it briefly at the beginning. After that, I didn't even touch the cup during the shaking or opening. Young Master Bai, are you up to this?"

Bai Changfeng hated being provoked more than anything in his life. He knew Ming Yiyang was telling the truth, but he couldn't believe he had lost – especially with a divine entity's assistance!

Running his hand gently over the cup in front of him, Bai Changfeng forced a smile.

"Mr. Ming, I have no intention of making things difficult for you. Dice games are all about having fun. How about we switch cups for fairness? What do you think?"

"Sounds great. Couldn't be better."

With his fingers combing through his shimmering silver hair, the young man with purple eyes beamed.

"In life, the most important thing is to be happy."

Bai Changfeng decided to mimic Xi Yi and gave Ming Yiyang a fake smile.

After exchanging the cups, the maidservants personally washed the dice in both cups. The shuffled dice were then placed back in front of the two players.

The maids and concubines, who were previously curious about Ming Yiyang, had fallen silent after Bai Changfeng's outburst. They kept their eyes lowered, afraid that a casual glance at Ming Yiyang might earn them the label of traitor from their master.

But Bai Changfeng's demeanor shifted at this moment. With a radiant smile, he said:

"Mr. Ming, you see, I have my lovely wife and charming concubines here, while you're all alone. Aren't you feeling lonely? Why not choose a few that you fancy to sit by your side? You can pick any woman from my group."

"Thank you."

The young man, who was once again inspecting the cups and dice personally, didn't even look up as he replied,

"I have no interest in women."

Si Shuhao and Lin Yongjian turned their gazes toward him instantly.

Si Shuhao's eyes were filled with astonishment, unsure if Ming Yiyang was genuinely declining or simply making an excuse to avoid the White Lord.

As for Lin Yongjian, he clenched his teeth, his face darkened with the expression of "I knew it, you have impure intentions towards Teacher Yan." His resentment seemed to be written all over his face.

Yan Qiling remained indifferent to the suggestion, gently caressing the cold, matching bracelets hidden in his sleeves.

Bai Changfeng wasn't too surprised. Judging from the dark circles under his eyes, this man clearly had no qualms about his preferences:

"That's easy. If you fancy handsome servants, my Bai family has plenty for you to choose from!"

"Is that so?"

Ming Yiyang tossed the dice into the game box with a clatter and asked,

"Can it be someone who's not a servant?"

Bai Changfeng sensed that this person was upping the ante, and he was curious to see whom he would choose.

He thus nodded and replied,

"Anything goes. Pick whoever you like."

Ming Yiyang turned his gaze to the elderly Madam Bai, who was lounging on the couch.

Si Shuhao almost covered her eyes in embarrassment behind them. She could vividly picture Ming Yiyang nonchalantly pointing at Old Madam Bai and telling Bai Changfeng, I choose your mom.

...In every sense of the word, it was quite provocative.

Surprisingly, she heard two patting sounds on the leg.

Then, she watched, wide-eyed, as he shamelessly said,

"Professor Yan, come, have a seat here."

Everyone: !!!