"If you want to keep going, then just deal the cards."
Li Han said.
"Alright!"
Chen Yang gritted his teeth, gathered all the scattered cards together, and then thoroughly shuffled them several times.
"I refuse to believe my luck is really this bad!"
Chen Yang muttered under his breath, and started dealing the cards quickly.
The third round began swiftly.
The moment he picked up his cards, Chen Yang felt very tense.
He was down to his last piece of collateral. If he didn't win, he would be turned upside down in defeat.
He was sure to be the laughingstock.
"Good cards, good cards, good cards..."
Chen Yang nervously chanted to himself, then opened his hand.
This time his prayers seemed to have some effect; his hand wasn't bad. Though not great, Chen Yang was confident that he wouldn't be the very last this time.
"Hehe, you guys better be careful this round, my cards are pretty good."
Chen Yang said with a sly grin.
