Marcus was infuriated, his eyes filled with boundless rage as he glared at Sebastian. “You punk, I want to gamble with you again!”
Sebastian flashed a mocking smile. “You’ve already lost your sister to me. What else do you have to wager? Do you have another sister?”
Marcus’ nostrils flared in anger at the suggestion, and he scoffed. “I’ll wager my own life. Let’s gamble one last time.”
“I don’t have any ‘peculiar’ tastes. I’m not interested in you,” Sebastian retorted.
This prompted an immediate burst of laughter from the crowd.
Marcus, suppressing his anger, declared, “I’m wagering my life. If I win, you return my sister to me. If I lose, my life belongs to you.”
“Mr. Osborne, I advise you to consider carefully. You only have one life. There’s no room for regret if you lose,” Sebastian cautioned.
“Hmph! I know what I’m doing. But this time, I won’t lose,” Marcus asserted confidently. It wasn’t like he had a way out anyway.
If his father found out he had already lost his sister, he would certainly not let him off lightly.
While his life might not be at risk, he would likely face a severe beating. Moreover, if news of this incident spread, his reputation would be irreparably damaged. How was he supposed to show his face in public in the future?
With less than three rounds required to continue and Marcus wagering his life, Sebastian had no choice but to accept the challenge.
“Since you’re tired of living, I’ll grant your wish. So, tell me. Are you betting high or low this time?” Sebastian inquired.
“I’m not betting that with you this time. I want to play a guessing game with you,” Marcus replied.
“Marcus has never made a mistake when guessing numbers, which is why he’s willing to wager his life,” someone remarked.
“Indeed, Marcus is the gambling god of the current era. Previously, the only person who could beat him twice relied not on skill but on special methods. With this guessing game, Marcus stands unbeatable,” another person added.
The crowd nodded in agreement. Marcus’ gambling skills commanded genuine respect.
Rubbing his nose, Sebastian couldn’t help but smirk knowingly.
Few knew that he had been playing dice since childhood. It was one of his mentor’s favorite
pastimes when his mentor was alive.
His mentor was a true master in dice playing, and in his prime, even the gambling god nearly lost his underpants to Sebastian’s mentor.
With limited entertainment options in the mountains, Sebastian often gambled with his mentor. Initially, he never won. But in the last two years, they began to take turns winning.
So, Sebastian’s dice skills were also at the grandmaster level. Even without using any tricks, he wouldn’t have lost those two rounds earlier.
Now, Marcus was willing to gamble his life against Sebastian, which was tantamount to suicide.
Seeing the smirk on Sebastian’s face, Marcus couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine. The last two rounds had already left him shaken.
“We’ll make it a rule beforehand that you’re not allowed to damage the dice this time.
Anyone who violates this rule will forfeit,” Marcus declared.
“Enough chatter. Let’s get started,” Sebastian impatiently replied.
Without delay, Marcus had another set of dice brought over and launched into another dazzling display.
“Make your guess.” Marcus looked smugly at Sebastian. While he might not be Sebastian’s match in trickery, he was confident in his gambling skills.
Sebastian crossed his arms, pursed his lips, and pondered for a moment before saying, “I’m pondering a question. How would we calculate the total if all three dice are tilted?”
His words puzzled everyone. How could dice be tilted?
However, Marcus’ face fell at those words.
