Yang Jian, who was strolling inside the Entertainment City, stopped in front of a table, where Cou Ran'ao was sitting.
At the moment, several players were sitting around the table playing cards, and the stakes were very high.
A middle-aged man in a suit, who looked to be in his early forties, was losing quite badly. He was in a foul mood, took a swig of his drink, loosened his tie, and gritted his teeth before pushing all his chips forward.
The other players were not faring much better, winning less and losing more. But they couldn't help but glance over when they saw the man making such a desperate move, yet they remained composed and didn't join in his madness.
"Deal the cards," the man in the suit said.
The dealer didn't speak, simply made a hand gesture, and then dealt the cards.
Yang Jian looked on and calmly said, "You're set to lose this round. Betting so much, the dealer won't let you win."
