As the amount of lost money started to increase, the others gradually became serious, almost putting all their attention on the game.
There were only three men present who remained calm, as if the lost chips weren't real money.
One was Si Chen, because Anxin's luck was good, he obviously wouldn't lose tonight.
Another was Huo Leiting, who calmly lit a Marlboro and smoked, seemingly indifferent to however Kim Zhixuan played.
And then there was the man next to her!
Compared to Huo Leiting and Si Chen, he was even more composed. Leaning against the Japanese chair, lazily swirling the brandy in his hand, holding one or two crystal weights in the other hand, ready to toss them anytime. His black obsidian pupils were full of domineering nobility.
"Enen, it's your turn."
Chi Enen picked up the dice and tossed them out.
Si Chen seemed particularly fond of helping her count the numbers, "Another 6."
