102 Take me with you_1

At this moment, Su Luo understood the desperation Shen Liang had felt in front of her.

She deduced what was in Shen Cheng's dice cup at this point.

It was something she simply couldn't surpass.

Her back was drenched in cold sweat, and her palms were completely wet.

Shen Cheng's gaze of triumph was psychologically oppressing for Su Luo.

Seeing her mistress in such a dispirited state, Qing Yi compared it to Shen Cheng's prideful look and was immediately enraged: "Our master hasn't shaken yet, it's still uncertain who will win."

It seemed that Shen Cheng was waiting for those exact words, he gestured towards the monkey-like man: "Since Su Luo's attendant doesn't trust me, then you can open it for me first. Be careful with your shaking hand!"

"No…"

Before Su Luo could even utter the word, the monkey-like man swiftly lifted the dice cup.

Five dice, each stacked upon another, neatly forming a stack.

One spot!