What an ungrateful, detestable woman!
Ruan Tianling silently cursed to himself, before gesturing with the last few cards in his hand: "Sorry, but I won."
Dongfang Yu wailed, "Brother Ling, it's okay if you're always the landlord in every game of cards, but how come you keep winning too? Where's the justice in that?!"
Ruan Tianling's cousin, Li Mingchen, casually threw the cards on the table. Laughing, he said, "We were seeking to beat the landlord at his own game, but it seems we've been beaten by him all night instead. The landlord has only grown richer, while we peasants find our pockets flatter."
After hearing this, Dongfang grew even more dispirited.
He originally thought that a game of cards wasn't so complex and that he could certainly come out on top, but things aren't always as they look — there's always someone better out there.
Not only did he not win anyone's money, but he lost his own instead.
