Chapter 92: The Raise

A true gambler should embody subtlety.

Yet, many skilled gamblers choose to flaunt their prowess.

Take the busty woman, for example.

Today, at the Elephant Tower,

she brazenly engaged in cheating without a shred of concern for the incriminating evidence she left behind.

And now, she was substituting cards,

pressuring me to wager under the table.

I glanced at my cards once more.

Still a mixed straight.

My nerves began to fray.

The busty woman's hand was a flush,

and my only chance to win lay in changing cards.

But how could I achieve that?

“Place your bet! What are you waiting for?”

Seeing my anxiety, the busty woman seemed even more triumphant.

She was convinced she had me cornered, given that I had just inspected my hand.

Thus, I reluctantly placed a bet of 10,000 on the table.

It was my neighbor's turn next; he was last to act.

Once he placed his bet, we four would have to reveal our cards.