Mu Xingye stepped forward, sitting across from Gebu, and skillfully picked up the cards on the table.
This deck only had suits on it—it was passed down from a famous gambling city, and later, some rules were changed. It was the most popular gambling method in places like this.
If you weren't in this line, you'd never understand it.
Seeing how adept Mu Xingye was, the doubt in Gebu's eyes gradually dissipated.
By the time he lost ten rounds in a row, he was questioning his life, with no time to doubt Mu Xingye's identity.
Because he suspected Mu Xingye's identity, he was reluctant to send out the first batch of goods.
Such good goods, if taken through the normal route, would probably be hijacked halfway through!
"Aside from not wanting women, in other areas, he's proficient at everything."
Mu Xingye put down the cards in his hand, directly gathering the winnings into a sack nearby, "Thank you."
