Chen Mo laughed, "Yep, that's right. You must draw ten before you leave."
Jia Peng went to the store and tapped on the ten spins button, he was even slightly nervous.
As someone with extraordinary terrible luck, Jia Peng was very anxious when it comes to drawing mechanisms like these. He usually struggled to handle luck based situations like these.
"I'm going in!"
Prepared for the worst, Jia Peng hit the draw ten button.
Chen Mo snicked. No wonder you have terrible luck. You don't even have a ritual before drawing, not even simple prep like washing your face or hands, it's obvious that you aren't being sincere enough.
Swish swish swish...
There were now ten cards on the screen, as the cards were flipped over, Jia Peng had his eyes focused on their borders.
"Heavens bless me with a purple..."
Blue, blue, blue, shards...
