The sound within the dice cup ceased.
Qing Mei's eyes were fixed intently on Ling Yan. "What? Scared?"
Ling Yan raised an eyebrow, a soft chuckle escaping his lips.
Qing Mei pressed her advantage.
"Big or small?"
Hou San nervously wiped the sweat from his palms onto his trouser legs, asking Mu Yuan in a low voice,
"Gen... Yuan-ge, can Ling-ge do this? If we lose, we really won't be able to leave."
Mu Yuan's fox-like eyes watched the seemingly unconcerned Ling Yan, and he said in a deep voice,
"It's alright, trust your Ling-ge."
Ling Yan glanced at the dice cup on the table, a smile playing on his lips as he looked at Qing Mei.
"Since the boss has personally shaken the dice, then it's my turn to open it."
Before Qing Mei could react, Ling Yan had swiftly grasped the dice cup.
Everyone present heard three extremely crisp, light sounds, like something shattering into dust and scattering in all directions.
As he opened the dice cup, Ling Yan softly uttered a single word.
