The croupier hurried to the back end of the gambling house.
He opened the door, panting, and said to the man lounging on the sofa and playing with his phone, "Supervisor, something terrible has happened, terrible..."
Upon hearing the commotion, Li Heshan put away his phone, his expression dissatisfied as he glanced sidelong with annoyance, "What's all this panic about? What happened?"
After catching his breath, the croupier hastily explained, "In the dice area, at table eighteen, a skilled gambler appeared. It's unclear whether he's here to smash the place up or make a sweep of money, but in just over ten minutes, he's gone from one hundred yuan to ten million yuan."
"What?!"
Li Heshan's gaze sharpened upon hearing the croupier's words, and he sat upright from his lazy sprawl on the sofa, the frivolous expression that seemed to care about nothing turning serious.
