Hearing the old man's words, Tang Luo raised an eyebrow and said indifferently, "Sure, but old man, can you handle it?"
"You..."
The elder, being addressed as 'old man' by Tang Luo, couldn't help but get angry.
"Who is your master? Didn't he teach you to respect your elders?"
"Heh, who is your master? Didn't he teach you that if you want others to respect you, you must first respect others?"
Tang Luo sneered and said.
"You... good kid, sharp-tongued, I really want to see if your gambling skills are as great as your mouth!"
The elder glared at Tang Luo, his voice full of anger.
"Enough with the nonsense, what's the point? Just tell me, how shall we gamble?"
Tang Luo was getting impatient; he hated these kinds of old fools the most!
"One person rolls the dice, the other guesses the number, best two out of three rounds, how about that?"
The elder took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Sure."
Tang Luo, indifferent, nodded in agreement.
