It was also exactly thirty points.
Everyone stood up and looked towards the long table in the center.
On the dice beside Luo Xiao, each one clearly showed six points.
Gong Junyi drew in a sharp breath, having thought that this would be the final round, and it would definitely end with Mo Nanjue's consistent score of thirty points before concluding, but unexpectedly...
He suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Mo Nanjue simply lifted his eyelids slightly, as if he wasn't surprised at all.
"Both sides have thirty points; this round is a tie."
The attendant stepped forward, turned each die back to one point, and arranged them into a cross, then respectfully placed the dice cups by the hands of the two players.
Since the scores were the same, the game had to continue.
Such occurrences had happened in the past. Everyone was only surprised for a moment before settling back into the sofas.
It must be just a coincidence.
That's what almost everyone thought.