He took out three mahjong tiles from a pile, and without any hints, he guessed the faces of the tiles. For anyone, this was nearly an impossible feat—unless one cheated using top-tier skills and specially marked tiles. Otherwise, the only explanation would be dumb luck, like a blind cat killing a mouse.
Wang Guang, well-versed in this field, was naturally aware of the difficulty and remained very confident, not believing that Ye Fan could guess correctly. Wang Guang wasn't the only one with this opinion; everyone present thought the same.
At this moment, Angel and An Feng, the siblings, had their hearts in their throats. They knew that Ye Fan couldn't possibly guess correctly but still hoped for his success, silently praying in their hearts.
Suddenly, Ye Fan flipped the first tile and smacked it down on the table. Then, a streak of red became visible between his fingers. With a smile on his face, Ye Fan said, "I'm in luck, I guessed the first one right."
