To Not Lose

"Which one do you want?"

"Really? Why don't you give me the little joker?"

Before Charles finished his words, Ye Qingxuan had directly drawn one card from the deck and thrown it at Charles without even looking. The card turned over in the air, and it was indeed the little joker.

After staring at the card for a long time, he looked up and said, "Give me the big joker!"

The youth popped another card out from the deck and flipped it on the table. It was exactly the big joker that Charles asked for. The two jokers together looked particularly bizarre.

Bai Xi raised her hand. "I want a king."

"Well, I'll give you all four." Ye Qingxuan quickly popped up four cards. The kings from four different suites flipped in the air, reversed, and finally landed on the table in a row before Bai Xi. Ye Qingxuan’s fingers did not stop. He kept popping up a few cards, dazzling their eyes. "Let me give you a flush."