Because he had just arrived and the dice cups had already been set, Ling Feng did not see the entire process of the dealer shaking the dice.

In the first round, Ling Feng simply pushed his chips to the top.

The gamblers at this table were shouting wildly.

Some call it "big," and some call it "small."

The dealer deliberately tested the waters with his wrist, seemingly about to flip the cup, which made the gamblers shout even more wildly. Finally, after whetting their appetites, he flipped the cup to reveal the winnings.

"It's small, I won, haha, I won!" The winning gamblers laughed as they collected their spoils.

The losing gamblers, their eyes red, sighed and prepared to fight again.

Another round begins.

The dealer's hands traced unpredictable arcs in the air, captivating the gamblers' eyes.

Ling Feng deliberately stood in the position closest to the dealer.

When the dealer puts the dice cup face down on the table again, another round of betting begins.

Ling Feng bet five hundred taels this round, which was the biggest bet on the table; he still placed his bet on the highest tier.

Rong Yingluo also followed Ling Feng and placed a fifty-tael silver note.

Gu Ce and Li Xuanye deliberately placed their bets on the smaller one.

Rong Yingluo didn't understand why they were doing this.

Even Pan Zhenming placed his bet on the small one.

The dealer kept his hand on the dice cup, reluctant to open it, until everyone shouted "Open it now!" before he gently tapped it three times on the table before finally lifting it.

"446, big, big! I won!" someone shouted.

Ling Feng pressed the most, turning 500 taels into 1,000 taels.

Rong Yingluo also won a small amount, fifty taels.

The other companions all lost, but they bet very little, which was negligible compared to what Ling Feng won back.

This process was repeated three more times.

Each time Gu Ce and his friends placed their bets, the results were the opposite of Ling Feng's. Ling Feng won big, while the others lost small.

If the losing side's bet is insufficient to cover the winning side's bet, the house has to make up the difference; that is, the gambling den has to cover the difference.

Rong Yingluo then understood the purpose of their cooperation: to divert everyone's attention from Ling Feng.

However, Ling Feng's bets were too high, which still attracted the attention of the gamblers.

The surrounding gamblers began to gather around, and some couldn't help but click their tongues in disapproval.

"A master has arrived at the Heaven and Earth Gambling House today."

"Maybe it's just luck. This young master only placed five bets. He didn't win the first time," someone disagreed.

"Young master, try again. I want to see if you can win every time." Some people didn't believe in such nonsense.

At this point, the dealer's face had turned somewhat pale. If this young master continued to win, he would lose his job.

But this is the main hall, full of small-time players. If he were to tamper with something, with so many eyes watching, he would definitely be discovered.

But if they don't cheat, and this young master keeps winning, his table will definitely have to pay out a lot of money.

"Hurry up and shake it!" someone urged when the dealer didn't move.

The dealer had no choice but to shake the drum.

After the dice cup was placed down in the sixth round, Ling Feng did not rush to place his bet. Instead, he waited until most people had placed their bets before he did.

Although many gamblers wanted to follow suit, he remained unmoved. The gamblers assumed he didn't want to bet this round, so they placed their bets. Even Rong Yingluo placed hers. Just as the dealer was about to open the game, Ling Feng swiftly placed two thousand taels of silver.

The dealer was so angry that his hand trembled.

But since they placed their bets before the game started and didn't see the odds, it's not considered a foul.

"Wow, two, two, one, small! This young master has won again!" exclaimed a gambler who hadn't placed a bet.

Another round of gasps erupted from this table.

"Young master, come to our table." A friendly gambler came over from the next table and tried to pull Ling Feng to his table.

But Ling Feng didn't move.

A fat man in a silk robe approached Ling Feng and whispered a reminder: "Young master, know when to quit while you're ahead. If you want to win more here, you might not be able to..."

Before the fat man could finish speaking, his companion tugged at his sleeve, and he sheepishly shut his mouth.

Ling Feng simply nodded slightly, acknowledging his kindness.

Ling Feng winked at Gu Ce and Rong Yingluo, and they changed tables.

As a result, Ling Feng gambled higher and higher, while Rong Yingluo and the others followed behind him, only betting small amounts, sometimes with him and sometimes not.

Ling Feng occasionally loses a bet or two, but after each loss, he increases his bets.

Gamblers are shrewd; if someone like this comes to the casino, following him is sure to be a good idea. Even if they lose, it's only a small loss, and overall they win more.

In this way, in less than an hour, Rong Yingluo and her group had played with every table in the hall.

They won a total of 70,000 taels of silver, but the fish they wanted to catch still hadn't appeared.

Gu Ce gestured to Ling Feng.

Li Xuanye quietly left the group and casually looked around the scene. But upon closer inspection, it was noticed that his lips moved slightly as he passed by the group.

Ling Feng returned to the first table he had played at when he first came in, as this table was in a better position for Gu Ce to look upstairs.

They had done their research beforehand; the real big players were upstairs.

When the dealer saw him return, his hand holding the dice cup stopped, and his face became even more unpleasant.

But he had no reason to turn away the customer, so he had to continue shaking the rocker.

A thin layer of sweat had already seeped from the dealer's forehead. He held the dice cup in both hands and shook it no less than a hundred times this time. The sound of the dice rolling inside the cup was rapid and dense, making the surrounding gamblers hold their breath.

There was a limit to how long they could delay, and finally the dice cup was slammed onto the table with a thud.

"Place your bet! Place your bet! Get yours now!" the dealer shouted.

However, Yingluo could hear that his voice was trembling.

This time, Ling Feng didn't wait until the opening of the game; instead, he was the first to place his bet on the big one.

"My God, you've bet all 70,000 taels! Young man, you're incredibly bold. If you lose, you'll lose everything." The fat man who had warned him earlier gave him another friendly reminder.

"It's alright, we came here to have fun, so if we lose, we lose," Ling Feng said with a faint smile.

At this moment, the entire hall fell silent, waiting to see what would happen at this meeting.

Seeing his composure, the gamblers followed suit and placed their bets.

The large side had a full 100,000 taels of silver tied up. The small side only had a pitiful 100 taels of silver, which was put up by Gu Ce and his group.

The croupier hesitated to lift the lid of the cup for a long time.

"Old Hao, hurry up and open it! If you don't open it, I'll open it for you," an old gambler shouted.

Tonight, he finally managed to secure a sure win with this young man.

"Open it now! Open it now!" More and more people shouted.

The dealer glanced casually at the second floor, and only after receiving instructions did he hesitantly lift the dice cup.

"Haha, it's big, it really is big!" The fat man was the first to shout excitedly.

Rong Yingluo's admiration for Ling Feng surged like a raging river at this moment.

With such talented people around her, why would she need to ask her father and elder brother for money? If she needed money, she could just take Ling Feng to a casino and she would have enough.

The entire bet of 100,000 taels had to be covered by the casino, and the dealer collapsed to the ground.

The dealer's face turned completely pale, and his teeth clenched tightly.

Just then, a hearty laugh came from upstairs: "This young master has quite the luck. Would you like to come upstairs and have a go?"

Everyone looked up and saw a middle-aged manager dressed in a crimson silk robe clapping his hands as he walked down. He was fair-skinned and beardless, and when he smiled, his eyes crinkled with wrinkles, giving him a friendly appearance.

However, Rong Yingluo noticed that he walked with his toes touching the ground first, and his landing was extremely light. This indicated that he was a trained martial artist with considerable skill.

The manager approached Ling Feng and bowed slightly: "My surname is Zhou, and I am the head manager of the Heaven and Earth Gambling House. With your luck, it's a waste for you to play in the main hall. Why don't we move upstairs? There are some big players up there; let's play a few bigger games, shall we?"

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