Tang Xiu was standing beside Gong Dalong and saw that Jia Yelei’s eyes only glanced at him. But then he looked around, looking for the “Gambling Master”. Tang Xiu was slightly disappointed, especially because of his words. This Jia Yelei seemed to judge people solely by appearance. Now he understood why he was cheated by others, since he also had countless means to push such a person to a deep pit.
“Pa…”
Seeing through Jia Yelei’s thoughts, Gong Dalong slapped his head and snapped, “Hey, he _is_ Master Tang, and he’s the Gambling Master that I specially invited.”
Jia Yelei rubbed the spot on his head where he was hit. His vision was fixated on Tang Xiu, sizing him up, and then he exclaimed with an inconceivable expression, “First Senior Brother, are you throwing a massive, unfunny joke? He’s so young, he even looks younger than me. How could he possibly be more skillful than Dad?”
_“You damn moron!”_
Tang Xiu cursed inside since Jia Yelei really made him speechless.
