The dice numbers thrown by Ling Xue were exactly what she had expected as the bad result. Sure enough, two sixes and one five, the win or loss was clear.
Looking at the numbers on the three dice, Ling Xue was dumbfounded.
"Something's not right; it's definitely not right. I've been dealing with dice for too long; I can feel it. There's something wrong with the dice; it must be the dice." Ling Xue identified the root of the problem but couldn't figure out the specific issue. She was sure that Ye Fan tampered with them; otherwise, this result couldn't have happened.
