The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 513 Reveal Manly was furious! If she didn't strip this country boy of everything he had and instead lost to him, it would spell unimaginable humiliation. After all, no one had ever bested her in gambling-she was Manly, the protege of The Divine Star himself! The Divine Star had passed down seven gambling arts to seven disciples, each inheriting a unique art. Manly's specialty was gambling.

"Manly, you're so wicked, wanting to win my underwear! But I am a man of integrity; not just any woman has the privilege of winning my drawers!" Danny quipped, which only served to darken Manly's already stern countenance.

"Country boy, less talk, more action! If you're man enough, we can start the gnow!" Manly was raring to go. "Manly, I'm always game!" Danny gestured towards the cage and said cheekily, "Please, after you! I won't leave until I've made you cry tonight, putting my Perkins nto shif I don't." At the mention of the Perkins surname, Manly's perfectly arched eyebrows twitched slightly. "You're a Perkins?" she inquired.

"That's right, I'm a Perkins!" "What's your full name?" Manly asked, a tinge of seriousness in her voice.

"I'm Daniel," he replied.

"Daniel...?" she repeated, pondering the nsilently. As far as she was aware, among the grandsons of Washington's premier family, The Perkins, none were named Daniel. This suggested the country boy must have only coincidentally shared a last nwith The Perkins and was not actually a member of the esteemed family. After all, if he were truly a member of The Perkins, how could he possibly cto gamble with just a hundred dollars? While The Big Dipper may not always bow down to The eight families, normal circumstances dictate not provoking them. The Big Dipper had always maintained an indifferent relationship with The eight families, with mutual non-interference being the best policy.

"Country boy, your name's too hard to remember; I'll just keep calling you 'country boy,"" Manly dismissed him nonchalantly and began shaking the cage once more, smiling as she reminded him, "Country boy, since you're up for a challenge against me, shall we start?" "Let's do it!" Danny nodded, "Begin!" Manly shook the cage vigorously, and soon it cto a standstill on the table. This time, she deliberately shook three threes because whether big, small, or Any Triple, no matter what Danny bet his twenty million on, Manly could make him lose.

Danny peered intently into the cage and saw the three threes. With a grin, he pushed his chips forward. "I'm betting on Any Triple!" Having already witnessed Danny's several winning streaks before, Manly had learned to expect that he could guess correctly. However, she had a trick up her sleeve-cheating. And the highest level of cheating in gambling didn't involve tampering with the gear; it was all about skill.

"Country boy, you're sure you want to bet your twenty million on Any Triple? Once you commit, there's no turning back," Manly gave Danny a final confirmation.

"With a bet on high or low, the twenty million will only double to forty million at best. But if I bet on Any Triple, I can turn it into twenty billion. Forty million won't make you cry, Manly; but with twenty billion, I'll definitely make you weep!" Manly's expertise in deceit was not the physical manipulation of dice or cards—it lay in her ability to control the outcwith sheer skill, a power she wielded with confidence at her own table. And now, Danny was betting big, aiming for a win that he believed would bring her to tears.

Chapter 513 Reveal Manly was furious! If she didn't strip this country boy of everything he had and instead lost to him, it would spell unimaginable humiliation. After all, no one had ever bested her in gambling-she was Manly, the protege of The Divine Star himself! The Divine Star had passed down seven gambling arts to seven disciples, each inheriting a unique art. Manly's specialty was gambling.

"Manly, you're so wicked, wanting to win my underwear! But I am a man of integrity; not just any woman has the privilege of winning my drawers!" Danny quipped, which only served to darken Manly's already stern countenance.

"Country boy, less talk, more action! If you're man enough, we can start the gnow!" Manly was raring to go. "Manly, I'm always game!" Danny gestured towards the cage and said cheekily, "Please, after you! I won't leave until I've made you cry tonight, putting my Perkins nto shif I don't." At the mention of the Perkins surname, Manly's perfectly arched eyebrows twitched slightly. "You're a Perkins?" she inquired.

"That's right, I'm a Perkins!" "What's your full name?" Manly asked, a tinge of seriousness in her voice.

"I'm Daniel," he replied.

"Daniel...?" she repeated, pondering the nsilently. As far as she was aware, among the grandsons of Washington's premier family, The Perkins, none were named Daniel. This suggested the country boy must have only coincidentally shared a last nwith The Perkins and was not actually a member of the esteemed family. After all, if he were truly a member of The Perkins, how could he possibly cto gamble with just a hundred dollars? While The Big Dipper may not always bow down to The eight families, normal circumstances dictate not provoking them. The Big Dipper had always maintained an indifferent relationship with The eight families, with mutual non-interference being the best policy.

"Country boy, your name's too hard to remember; I'll just keep calling you 'country boy," Manly dismissed him nonchalantly and began shaking the cage once more, smiling as she reminded him, "Country boy, since you're up for a challenge against me, shall we start?" "Let's do it!" Danny nodded, "Begin!" Manly shook the cage vigorously, and soon it cto a standstill on the table. This time, she deliberately shook three threes because whether big, small, or Any Triple, no matter what Danny bet his twenty million on, Manly could make him lose.

Danny peered intently into the cage and saw the three threes. With a grin, he pushed his chips forward. "I'm betting on Any Triple!"

Having already witnessed Danny's several winning streaks before, Manly had learned to expect that he could guess correctly. However, she had a trick up her sleeve-cheating. And the highest level of cheating in gambling didn't involve tampering with the gear; it was all about skill. "Country boy, you're sure you want to bet your twenty million on Any Triple? Once you commit, there's no turning back," Manly gave Danny a final confirmation.

"With a bet on high or low, the twenty million will only double to forty million at best. But if I bet on Any Triple, I can turn it into twenty billion. Forty million won't make you cry, Manly; but with twenty billion, I'll definitely make you weep!"

Manly's expertise in deceit was not the physical manipulation of dice or cards-it lay in her ability to control the outcwith sheer skill, a power she wielded with confidence at her own table. And now, Danny was betting big, aiming for a win that he believed would bring her to tears. X