Three sixes.
Leopard wins all.
The largest number in dice gambling.
Zuoqiu Heng didn't need to let Xie Tian throw again.
But he did.
Xie Tian threw.
He threw a one, two, three, the smallest number in dice gambling.
Zuoqiu Heng was so excited he almost cried.
In a lifelong gamble, he'd never felt such exhilaration.
"So thrilling, so thrilling..."
As he moaned in excitement, Xie Tian spoke with a smile.
"Just messing with you, don't take it seriously."
The atmosphere turned awkward instantly.
The stunned crowd's expressions began to twitch.
The little tree covered his face with both hands, ashamed to show himself.
The martial apprentice rubbed the ground with his toe, wanting to laugh but not daring, pretending he hadn't heard anything.
The deity took a trembling deep breath and looked at Zuoqiu Heng.
He worried Zuoqiu Heng might go mad.
Thankfully.
Just a bit frantic.
"What did you say?"
Xie Tian said in surprise, "You didn't really take it seriously, did you?"
