Chapter 1103: It Was Bound to Happen

"Big, big, big!" Around the table, a pack of cultivators shouted in unison. By Frank Yale's side, Fan Tong howled like he'd been pumped full of chicken blood. "Small, small, small!" Another crowd roared back without losing an inch. Red-eyed players on both sides stared at the big porcelain bowl covering the dice. "Open!" Under the crowd's gaze, the burly dealer lifted the bowl. "One, two, four-seven points, small!" His voice boomed. He smoothly raked in the spirit stones from the "big" side,...