Seeing this, the Croupier reached for the cards in front of Xia Liang, preparing to collect them.
But a roar suddenly interrupted her.
"Wait!"
The speaker was Luo Ying. At that moment, his eyes flew wide open, staring intently at the five face-up cards in front of Xia Liang's seat. His face was pale, and his forehead was breaking out in a cold sweat. His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and he could barely keep his seat.
Wu Tong and Lin Tian, who were beside him, were alarmed. Thinking something was wrong, they quickly asked what was the matter. But Luo Ying's gaze never wavered. He continued to stare at the five cards as the image of Xia Liang making his selections flashed through his mind.
"Not this one, nor this one!"
Xia Liang had picked five times, discarding five cards to the side. Now, all five of those cards were turned face-up. They were identical to the ones Luo Ying had hidden up his sleeve.
