Zhang Yong's poker cards were somewhat old, but still intact. Yang Yi reached out his hand, and said to Zhang Yong, "Can I check the cards?"
"What are you thinking? Do you believe I would cheat? Or do you think there's something wrong with my cards?"
"Uh, neither. I'm not a professional gambler, but I know gamblers are very cautious. Inspecting the cards is like a ritual. So, can I check them?"
Zhang Yong shook his head, yet he handed the cards to Yang Yi, then he gestured dismissively, "Check all you want. Hey, buddy, this is just for fun. If you cheat I will be really mad, I've got sharp eyes."
Yang Yi smiled and started to inspect the playing cards, glancing at both the front and the back, but he did it quickly.
Zhang Yong, somewhat dissatisfied, said, "I really don't know what you're looking for. Is it necessary to check each card like this?"
