The penalty was nothing more than a deduction of points, yet to Li Junhu, the facade of the hand he was forced to play gave him the same feeling as cheating in an underworld-managed casino. If caught, a beating would be the least of his problems; the worst case scenario would result in his hands and feet getting crippled.
Why do I feel like I'm being restrained everywhere?
Li Junhu didn't understand.
Every time he planned to cheat, some changes would occur on Lin Zheng's side to disturb him.
After much hesitation, Li Junhu decided to take action. He first set aside the cards Wang Li wanted and then picked up Wang Li's card to place it in the center of the table.
Just like this, a light twist of the pinky, and then a maximum bend of the wrist to block Lin Zheng's view...successful.
Li Junhu discarded a card, the facade of which he had no clue about.
"Seven... of wan." Li Junhu enunciated.
"Hu." A voice sounded.
