Sister Hong was truly puzzled, her gaze lingering on the dice as she pondered in her mind.
"How is this possible? What game is the Tang Family playing? Why would they send such an amateur like Tang He to compete in this gambling match? Is this some sort of child's play? But the head of the Tang Family is not a madman, how could he do such a thing? Could it be that this guy Tang He is doing this deliberately?"
As Sister Hong turned her head again to look at Tang He, she was filled with unease. A woman's instinct told her that something was amiss in this matter.
Because, Tang He showed no signs of being disheartened by his low dice roll. In fact, his gaze was incredibly calm, as if he were a vast river, his incredible composure sending a chill down the spine of Sister Hong, who had seen countless big scenes.
"Could there be something fishy going on here?" Sister Hong's heart pounded.
Xiao Qiang, observing from the side, also found the situation to be extraordinarily odd.
