Chapter 58:
Chapter 58:
“Two million in just two hours? Is that even real?”
Immediately, some people began questioning the claim about “Grandpa Rat.”
But someone quickly stepped forward to confirm it.
“It’s true. I saw him turn a hundred thousand into two million with my own eyes.”
“You must be new here. You don’t even recognize Grandpa Rat? He’s a well-known expert in this area. Once, he won over eight million in a single day.”
“That incredible? Shouldn’t we just follow his bets, then?”
“I already did. I followed Grandpa Rat’s bets just now and made over a hundred thousand.”
“As expected, never judge a book by its cover…”
The gamblers at the table felt ashamed for having judged him by his appearance earlier.
No matter how plain someone looked, as long as they dominated the gambling table, they deserved respect.
After all, this was a casino, not a beauty pageant—looking good was useless. Winning money was the true power.
Soon, people began to ask about Lin Chuan.
“This young man has quite a lot of chips too. He must be an expert, right?”
“Expert? Nah, he just got lucky. He won a million on a slot machine in a single round.”
“Damn, that’s some insane luck! I’ve never won a single dime on slots.”
“Heh, money won by luck will eventually be lost by luck.”
“Tch, I thought he was some big deal. Turns out he’s just a blind cat that stumbled on a dead rat.”
“At the gambling table, skill is what matters. Being handsome means nothing.”
The onlookers were quick to praise one and mock the other.
With Grandpa Rat as the perfect example of an ordinary-looking expert, Lin Chuan—a young pretty boy surrounded by beauties—immediately became the opposite.
Especially after hearing that his winnings were all from luck, people were convinced he was unreliable.
Lin Chuan listened to their mockery with a calm smile and didn’t bother explaining.
At that moment, the dealer finished shaking the dice and slammed the cup onto the table with a loud bang!
“Place your bets!”
All eyes turned toward Grandpa Rat, waiting to see what he would bet on so they could follow.
Grandpa Rat smirked at Lin Chuan. “You bet first. Whatever you bet on, I’ll bet on the opposite. Let’s see if you have real skill or if you just got lucky.”
Lin Chuan chuckled at his challenge. “Remember what you just said. If you end up betting the same as me, you better admit that you’re not as good as you claim.”
With that, he grabbed five hundred thousand in chips and pushed them onto ‘Big’.
“Whoa…”
The gamblers gasped.
“This guy really dares to bet big—half his chips in one go?”
“With this kind of reckless betting, he’ll lose everything in just two rounds.”
“He doesn’t actually think he can win on luck again, does he?”
“Heh, people like him fall the hardest…”
Almost everyone mocked Lin Chuan’s bet.
They all thought he was too reckless.
Even Chen Yu grabbed his sleeve. “Don’t be impulsive!”
But Lin Chuan was completely confident. “Fortune favors the bold. Bet big, win big.”
Everyone scoffed at his reasoning.
Sure, the wins were big, but so were the losses.
What a reckless fool.
After Lin Chuan placed his bet, Grandpa Rat smirked and grabbed a stack of chips.
“You’re right. Bet big, win big. Then, I’ll also bet five hundred thousand on ‘Small’.”
He shoved his chips onto ‘Small’.
The crowd erupted in cheers.
“Look at Grandpa Rat—so fearless! No wonder he wins big!”
“Yeah, only those with guts can truly profit! We should learn from him.”
“No wonder I never win… I’ve been too timid!”
“What are you all waiting for? Bet with Grandpa Rat!”
Both men had bet the same amount, but their treatment was worlds apart.
Lin Chuan was mocked for placing a big bet.
Grandpa Rat was celebrated for doing the exact same thing.
Their shameless bootlicking made Lin Chuan feel disgusted.
“What are you waiting for? Grandpa Rat already placed his bet! Follow him!”
“I’ll put down thirty thousand on ‘Small’!”
“I believe in Grandpa Rat! All-in on ‘Small’!”
“I’ll bet fifty thousand on ‘Small’ too!”
One after another, the gamblers followed Grandpa Rat and bet on ‘Small’.
In the end, only Lin Chuan had bet on ‘Big’.
Chen Yu hesitated, glancing at Lin Chuan and then at Grandpa Rat. She finally smiled apologetically at Lin Chuan.
“I’ll stick with the expert’s bet. I already lost over a hundred thousand today—I need to win something back.”
She placed fifty thousand on ‘Small’.
Lin Chuan didn’t care.
He turned to see Ning Wenrou watching the table eagerly, looking excited.
“You want to play too?” he asked with amusement.
“I… I don’t have chips.” Ning Wenrou’s big eyes sparkled with anticipation.
Lin Chuan immediately grabbed a handful of chips and handed them to her. “Here, take these.”
But Ning Wenrou quickly put them back, taking only one one-thousand-yuan chip. “One is enough! I’ll pay you back when we get home.”
She hesitated, glancing back and forth between ‘Big’ and ‘Small’.
Only when the dealer began urging her to place her bet did she grit her teeth and put the chip on ‘Big’—the same as Lin Chuan.
Then, she anxiously watched the dealer.
The table erupted into a frenzy of shouting.
“Open! Open! Open!”
“Small! Small! Small!”
The dealer held the dice cup, slowly scanning the crowd, deliberately dragging out the suspense.
Only when the tension peaked did he finally lift the cup.
Shhh!
Everyone leaned forward to see the dice.
The three dice landed on: 3, 5, and 6—totaling 14.
Big!
“What?! Big?!”
“Sh*t! That kid got lucky again?”
“Didn’t you all say Grandpa Rat was a pro? How did he lose on the first round?”
“You can’t judge by one game! Even pros can’t win every time.”
“Yeah, if he’s won two million, it proves he wins more than he loses. Losing once doesn’t mean anything.”
“That’s true…”
The gamblers who had lost sighed in disappointment.
Grandpa Rat’s expression darkened.
He had boasted about crushing Lin Chuan, yet lost on the first round—a complete slap in the face.
Ning Wenrou blinked in confusion. “Master… who won?”
“We did,” Lin Chuan replied casually.
“We won? Yay!”
Ning Wenrou froze for a second before hugging Lin Chuan’s arm, bouncing excitedly.
As Lin Chuan felt the soft, rhythmic movement against his arm, his eyes involuntarily narrowed in pleasure.
At that moment, he had only three words in mind:
“More. Keep going.”