The moment the Three of Spades was revealed, the plump dealer flinched in shock.
As for the young woman, she wished she could stand up, her upper body leaning completely forward.
Her beautiful eyes widened, fixed on the last community card, the Three of Spades. Her expression flickered, almost to the point of losing control.
She likely never dared to believe that the dealer wouldn't give her good cards.
But she had no idea that this fatal turn of events was my doing!
Uncle Tuo once said, "Silence is golden, but a single roar can shake the heavens!"
Earlier, the reason I saw through their scheme but didn't expose it, and didn't show any sign of abnormality, was to wait for an opportunity to strike back!
If today's finals hadn't been a Texas Hold'em match, I might not have gotten my chance.
But as it happened, Ying Baolin had arranged Texas Hold'em as the competition event, so I waited and gambled correctly!
This was because all five community cards in Texas Hold'em were dealt personally by the dealer.
Especially the last two cards, which were dealt separately and with a reveal.
Although I couldn't cheat on the community cards, I could prevent the dealer from colluding and using his position to give the young woman an unfair advantage.
However, this move alone wasn't enough to be fatal.
To defeat the young woman head-on, I needed to accumulate as many chips and points as possible.
Fortunately, I had a rough grasp of their game.
I was confident that as long as I could acquire sufficient chips and then unite with the other contestants at the table to pull the young woman down from her top-ranked position, it would only take a couple of hands.
When the mist clears, the light will reappear!
...
Like in Stud Poker, once you go All-in in Texas Hold'em, there's no more betting or raising.
Those who call will reveal their cards in turn.
Regaining his composure, the plump dealer, without questioning my previous actions, directly signaled for us to reveal our cards in turn.
I understood why he was holding back; it was a secret that couldn't be spoken.
The flat-topped man revealed his cards first: a Five and a Six.
As for the young woman, she was so enraged that she simply declared, "I forfeit," refusing to reveal her cards to compare.
Even though the young woman chose not to reveal her cards and forfeit, I knew what hole cards the dealer had given her.
It was either a flush of Clubs or a pair of tens or higher.
When I revealed my pair of Sixes, the young woman's eyelids visibly twitched uncontrollably.
Afterward, she gave me a meaningful and complex look.
It seemed the young woman had become suspicious, realizing that I had seen through her tricks earlier.
Undoubtedly, I had won.
And it was similar to the hand where the young woman had raked in a large pot earlier; I won over four million in chips. With the forty thousand points hidden behind these four million chips, my ranking jumped from the middle of the small table to the upper echelon... second only to the young woman!
As soon as the dealer announced the result of the hand, the young woman suddenly asked to pause the game, citing the need to use the restroom.
Upon hearing this, the dealer immediately approved and paused the game.
After receiving the dealer's permission, the young woman stood up without a word and headed towards the restroom.
The elegant mature woman at the same table followed closely behind.
Seeing their hurried demeanor, I suspected they were brewing some mischief and planning how to retaliate against me.
What I had done earlier would be incomprehensible to an outsider who didn't know the truth.
But the young woman and the elegant mature woman were different; they were accomplices.
Moreover, judging by the dealer's reaction and the final outcome, my win was not normal.
Therefore, besides the dealer, who couldn't act due to his position, the young woman and the elegant mature woman would surely want revenge.
But this was in public, and I was competing with them at the same table for the finals, so a direct confrontation was impossible.
Thus, the two women had likely gone to the restroom to confer.
As I stood up to stretch, the poker-faced dealer suddenly looked at me and whispered with a smile, "Chen Xiang, is it? Very good! I'll remember you!"
Hearing this, I also smiled back and replied, "Heh heh... As long as you remember!"
"What goes around, comes around!"
"Those who treat others as fools are often the fools themselves!"
With that, I turned and headed towards the restroom.
...
As I reached the restroom entrance, I saw the elegant mature woman emerge from the women's restroom first.
Her jade feet, encased in black stockings, exuded the ultimate charm of a mature woman as she walked slowly.
Upon seeing me, the elegant mature woman was momentarily stunned, then immediately sized me up from head to toe.
"Chen Xiang, is it?"
"If you have something to say, say it!" I replied coldly.
Hearing this, the elegant mature woman suddenly sneered, "What if I told you that my sister and I are both people from Boss Yun Jin? Would you... believe me?"
At this, I was completely stunned, and my back instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
What was going on?
The elegant mature woman and that young woman were both people arranged by Yun Jin!?
Weren't they supposed to be helpers invited by Ying Baolin?
Were they trying to bluff me, or...
Did Yun Jin, for some unspeakable reason, not want me to complete the mission successfully, and thus secretly invited people to disrupt it?
But that didn't make sense either!
The competition was initiated by Ying Baolin, and the venue was chosen on his cruise ship.
Arranging participants was one thing, but how could Yun Jin have the ability to pull off such a scheme right under Ying Baolin's nose?
What kind of conspiracy was this?
Although my heart was filled with apprehension due to the elegant mature woman's words, I maintained a calm demeanor on the surface.
"Remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses before you!"
Uncle Tuo taught me this.
He said that no matter where you are, no matter what difficulties you encounter, even if your life is at stake, you must remain calm.
At least, you must appear calm on the surface.
Because only by projecting an imposing presence, making your opponents unable to fathom your thoughts, can you find a glimmer of hope and a turning point in a crisis.
Therefore, after quickly calming my mind, I immediately looked at the elegant mature woman and asked, "What evidence do you have to prove what you just said?"
"Heh heh..." The elegant mature woman chuckled, "Why should I prove myself to you?"
"Then what is the meaning behind what you just said?" I retorted coldly, staring into her eyes.