Translator: Pika

  Zu An blinked. “Perhaps it was my good luck?”


  It wasn’t exactly a lie. He had won the bets due to his good luck, he just didn’t disclose the reason behind his good luck.

  “Good luck?” Old Mi frowned, clearly dissatisfied by his answer.

  “What else could it possibly have been? I couldn’t possibly cheat under the noses of those veteran dealers at the Silverhook Casino, right?” replied Zu An.

  Old Mi saw some sense in those words. He was well ..