Though Ye Feng's hand was somewhat better, he never fought a battle he wasn't sure of winning. After glancing at the croupier's cards, Ye Feng knew both his and his opponent's final hands, and the cards were very much in his favor.
"I... I bet ten thousand." With such good cards, how could Ye Feng not stir things up a bit? Otherwise, he might scare off his opponent and win no money at all. So he feigned the look of someone with a terrible hand, gritting his teeth as if taking a wild gamble, and threw out a ten-thousand chip.
"Fine, I'll match your ten thousand and raise another hundred thousand." Who was Xu Long? He was a veteran of the casino, and seeing Ye Feng react like that, thinking there was an opportunity, he hurriedly threw out 110 thousand in chips, hoping to intimidate Ye Feng, who he believed had a weak hand.
"I'll call! Deal the cards." But to his surprise, Ye Feng tossed out a hundred thousand chips very smoothly, without a hint of hesitation.
