Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress-Chapter 210: Winning the Stallion Second Watch(4)_1

Someone reminded, "Master Lü, you haven’t placed your bet yet. What do you plan to wager with this lady?"

Lü Junchen smiled slyly, lightly lifted his chin, and pointed to Cai Wei: "Just like before, let’s wager this lady’s body!"

"Boom——"

The crowd of gamblers started to laugh rudely and lasciviously, their eyes, like those of hungry wolves, fixed on Cai Wei as if they wanted to strip her bare.

Cai Wei sat there quietly, expressionless and unruffled as though she wasn’t the butt of everyone’s jokes. Only when the laughter subsided did she lazily say, "If I win, Master Lü must kneel to apologise to me and vow in public never to make things difficult for my Bafu Restaurant ever again, okay?"

"Okay!"

Lü Junchen agreed without hesitation. He accepted such a humiliating bet without hesitation because he was confident in his gambling skills. After reigning supreme in the casino for over a decade and never losing, what did he have to fear of a bet he would never have to honor? Even if Cai Wei had proposed that he decapitate himself if he lost, he would have blithely agreed.

After the bet was finalised, Cai Wei had a few impartial people sign the agreement and then sat back down.

"I’ll go first," she said.

"Okay!" He agreed.

Thus, Cai Wei picked up the dice cup and started shaking first. After a while, she placed the dice cup upside down on the table.

"Master Lü, please—" She politely invited him, her smile empty.

Having seen the way Cai Wei shook the dice, Lü Junchen knew she was a complete novice and nothing to be afraid of. He listened to the sound of the dice shaking and confidently said, "The numbers in your dice cup are 3, 3, 4."

Cai Wei looked at his assured certainty, as though he was commanding thousands of miles of territory, and couldn’t help laughing coldly. She then lifted the dice cup in front of everyone.

"Sh*t, it’s 1, 1, 2!"

Someone shouted in disbelief.

Others were dumbfounded, disappointment written on their faces.

A god of gambling? Damn, that’s an overrated title! The girl rolled 1, 1, 2, and he didn’t even guess one of the numbers correctly. He dare claim to be a gambling god? He’s clearly full of it!

Seeing the dice roll in Cai Wei’s cup, Lü Junchen was shocked, his mouth agape. It was a feeling that paralleled that of an expert mathematician suddenly getting ’one plus one’ wrong. He was unable to come to terms with his astonishment.

"How can this be? This is impossible..." Just like his brother, Lü Junchen murmured to himself, finding it hard to accept the outcome.

"Master Lü, your turn."

Realising he was visibly upset, Cai Wei prompted him.

Lü Junchen pulled himself together, curbed his astonishment and started shaking the dice cup with a solemn expression. At this point, he was slightly convinced of the words his younger brother had told him. He regarded Mu Caiwei more carefully.

He was definitely more skilled than Lü the Second when it came to shaking the dice. The sound from the dice cup was either dense, like a marching army causing dizziness, or sparse, pleasant and melodious like pearls on a jade plate. After the dice had rattled for a while, with a ’pop’ sound, the cup was placed on the gambling table. Lü Junchen extended his hand in a gentlemanly invitation and said, "Miss Mu, please do tell."

Cai Wei gave a faint smile, her rosy lips parting to utter three numbers: 1, 1, 2 - the same numbers as her roll.

Lü Junchen turned pale. He had shaken the dice for so long that even he had to strain his ears and concentrate to distinguish the numbers. Yet, she, while casually cleaning her sword, had nonchalantly declared the correct answer. It was... uncanny!

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