Chapter 505: Huxley Heyland Reneges!

Huxley Heyland sat there in a daze, his mind wiped clean. He stared at the tiles laid out in front of Asher Jauncy, eyes stretched wide, pupils trembling as if they might crack. Thirteen Orphans. Heavenly Hand. In all his decades of playing mahjong, he had never seen a hand like that. No. That was wrong. He had seen it before, sure, but never in an opponent's hands. Not once. Mahjong was what he did best. It was the one thing he trusted himself to win at. To guarantee victory, he had even...