Chapter 13

In the thirteenth round, Feng Bujue's tactics didn't change. He still flipped over three unknown cards, and all three of them… were *Yixiang Ming*.

This added three more pairs to the known cards on the table, greatly increasing the probability that players would flip over scoreable cards.

Next, it was Black Butterfly's turn.

Logically speaking, she could still flip over three known cards in this round to consume her flipping rights.

However… when it came down to it, she wavered once again…

"In this situation, if I still waste my flipping rights…" Black Butterfly calculated and hesitated.

Indeed, in the previous round, her plan seemed to be working, and Feng Bujue's final analysis made sense.

However, after the revelation of the three *Yixiang Ming* unknown cards… the situation changed drastically.

The number of unknown cards remaining on the table had been reduced to around twenty. The minimum probability of drawing any single card was around 5%, not to mention the many existing pairs.

If it were any other opponent, it would be fine, but her opponent was Feng Bujue…

Although Black Butterfly hadn't been in contact with "Mr. Crow" for long, she had already strongly felt, just in this duel, that the man before her was uncompromising, fearless, and unyielding…

Moreover, he wasn't simply reckless; he was indeed very strong…

Based on Feng Bujue's previous performance, Black Butterfly was almost certain that he would flip unknown cards again in the next round. With the table from the twelfth round, Black Butterfly thought that was fine, but with the current table, ending the battle in one round… wasn't completely impossible.

"Tch… no choice." After much deliberation, Black Butterfly cursed inwardly and ultimately… flipped an unknown card.

The result was… an *Wujian Diyu* (Hell of Incessant Suffering).

The appearance of this card meant that she couldn't score in this round.

"Hoo…" But Black Butterfly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it. "So be it…" she muttered, and then flipped over two known cards that she had slightly forgotten to consolidate her memory, ending her turn.

"Heh…" At this moment, Feng Bujue smiled. "It's already starting to change, isn't it."

Black Butterfly, upon hearing this, asked suspiciously, "Change? What change?"

The next second, Feng Bujue replied forcefully and concisely, "Luck."

"Ha?" Black Butterfly's expression beneath her mask immediately became strange. "I thought you were going to say something… luck? Heh… you were talking about probability before, and now you're going to become a witch doctor?"

"Hmph…" Feng Bujue ignored her sarcasm and started his fourteenth round.

One… two… three…

This time, he still flipped over three *Yixiang Ming*.

"Ha! Hahaha…" Seeing this situation, Black Butterfly couldn't help but laugh out loud, losing all composure. "You said luck changed, but didn't you end up flipping the worst possible situation?" She spread her hands. "Putting it another way… even if there is such a thing as 'luck,' then I am undoubtedly in the lead." As she spoke, she pointed to the table. "My flip in the last round, although I flipped an unknown card, from the results… didn't expose a single *Xiang* card, did it? To put it another way, wasn't that the best possible result in the case of having to flip an unknown card?"

"Of course not." Feng Bujue replied coldly. "In the case of ‘having to flip an unknown card,’ the best result is to score."

He was right.

"Tch—" Black Butterfly spat out the sound this time, but couldn't refute it.

"Also, you hadn't reached the point of ‘having to flip an unknown card’ just now." Two seconds later, Feng Bujue added, "You had flipped unknown cards in the eleventh round, so in the thirteenth round just now, you could still have flipped three known cards to waste the turn." He paused, and said in a deep voice, "You ‘should’ have done that…"

"Hmph! Don't spout nonsense!" Black Butterfly shouted sharply upon hearing this. "That would have suited your intentions, wouldn't it?" She said confidently, "If I had done that, in this round, you would have flipped three known cards to pass the turn. And I… would have had to flip an unknown card in this round, leaving you with the opportunity to kill me."

She was right. That was indeed one of the tactics Jue Ge could choose, but…

"It's fine as long as you win." Feng Bujue replied in a relaxed tone after hearing her words. "If the situation you mentioned appeared, wouldn't it be fine to just win directly in the next round, your turn?"

"Nonsense! Counting the three unknown cards you flipped in this round and the Hell card I flipped in the last round, it's only possible to win in one round." Black Butterfly replied. "If you and I had both flipped known cards just now, would it still be possible?"

"Possible." Feng Bujue gave a clear answer in a firm tone, denying her statement. "It's just that the probability is a bit lower than it is now." At this point, he changed the subject. "But… in that hypothetical situation, luck would still be on your side, so…"

"Are you still talking about those ethereal things?" Black Butterfly couldn't listen anymore. She interrupted Jue Ge. "It seems I misjudged you. You're nothing more than this…"

After saying that, she reached out and started to flip a card.

At this moment, although the score was still unchanged at 33 to 24, the number of unknown cards on the table… was only a mere 18. Among them, there was 1 *Wujian Diyu*, 8 pairs of *Yixiang Ming*, and as many as 9 *Liangxiang Yiming* cards. The probability of flipping one was 50%…

In addition, since the base number of unknown cards was getting smaller and smaller, even if one accidentally drew a *Yixiang Ming*, the possibility of drawing another card of the same color was no longer negligible.

However…

All of these things, which were very reasonable in terms of probability, were completely abandoned by Feng Bujue.

"You won't flip it." Just as Black Butterfly was about to flip that first card, Jue Ge coldly uttered these four words.

As a result… what Black Butterfly flipped was indeed a *Yixiang Ming*.

At that moment, the expression under Black Butterfly's mask twisted, and her body visibly trembled.

Depression, anger, unwillingness… similar emotions rose in her heart, difficult to suppress.

"I told you, luck has changed." Feng Bujue's taunt came right after, relentlessly.

"Stop talking nonsense…" Black Butterfly said in a low voice, viciously, "The probability of eighteen out of eight is nothing strange!"

"Is that so?" Feng Bujue replied. "Then try drawing two more cards. I think… you still won't draw *Liangxiang Ming*."

"Hmph! Do you think I'm an idiot?" Black Butterfly snorted coldly. "I've already drawn one *Yixiang Ming*. The second card can only score if I flip the same card, and if I don't, I'll be revealing more unknown cards for you! This kind of self-digging grave…"

"What if I let you continue attacking if you flip it?" This time, it was Feng Bujue who interrupted her, saying something incredible in a very relaxed tone.

"You… what did you say?" Even Black Butterfly couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"What I mean is, in your next two flips, if you can flip a *Liangxiang Ming* in either hand, I'll treat that hand as your 'first flip' of this round, and let you flip two more times." Feng Bujue replied calmly, "Of course, in that case, you must flip known cards to score, and you can't flip unknown cards anymore. And after you score, you'll still get three new flipping rights, and the flipping mechanism will return to the normal rules." As he spoke, he raised two fingers. "Simply put, my concession… is just these two times, that is, the two flips you have left."

"Hey, hey…" The referee interjected at this time, "Don't just say whatever you want, how can you decide the rules…"

Just as he was about to stop Jue Ge, suddenly, the walkie-talkie on his body rang.

The referee could only temporarily stop the duel and take two steps back, pick up the walkie-talkie, cover his mouth with his hand, and say in a low voice, "Please speak… uh… you… what? But this… okay, I understand…"

Although the two sides of the duel couldn't hear the sound coming from the walkie-talkie, they could guess from the referee's attitude that the person on the other end of the walkie-talkie was ordering him to do as Jue Ge said.

"It seems that your boss also supports me…" When Feng Bujue said this, he wasn't looking at the referee, but at the organizer on the second floor.

In fact, the moment the walkie-talkie rang, Jue Ge's first reaction was to look at the organizer's location. As expected… it was the person on the second floor who was giving the order.

"Well…" The referee didn't say much. He just looked at the two people beside him and continued, "Then… since Mr. Crow, who is the non-beneficiary party, took the initiative to propose it, then we'll make an exception this time, but…" As he spoke, he turned to look at Black Butterfly, "Madam, do you agree to this gentleman's proposal?"

His question was actually superfluous. In the current situation, it was impossible for Black Butterfly to reject this kind of good thing.

After she flipped a *Yixiang Ming*, the table became [17 unknown cards, 6 pairs of *Yixiang Ming*, 10 *Liangxiang Ming*, 1 Hell card]. If Feng Bujue didn't make this suggestion, then Black Butterfly's choice would undoubtedly be to flip two known cards and hand this table over to her opponent.

But… the reality was that he made it, so the situation was very different.

In Black Butterfly's next two hands, the probability of flipping a *Liangxiang Ming* in the first hand was 10/17, close to 59%. Even if she still didn't flip one in this hand (assuming she still flipped a *Yixiang Ming*), then in the second hand… the probability of her flipping a *Liangxiang Ming* would increase to 11/16, nearly 69%…

In summary, the "concession" proposed by Feng Bujue was definitely a "concession" in the true sense. It was different from the "fake humility" of Black Butterfly's "second hand" at the beginning.

That's why Jue Ge's behavior was so incredible…

"I agree." Out of caution, Black Butterfly thought for a few seconds before giving an affirmative answer.

"Then… please continue flipping." The referee replied after receiving the answer.

"This kid… why is he doing this?" While reaching out, Black Butterfly's eyes under her mask were still staring at Feng Bujue, and she was completely puzzled.

If it were someone else, she might come to a conclusion like "This guy is fascinated by me," but she knew… that this "Crow" wasn't that kind of person.

"I personally don't like to 'guess' without any basis, but…" At this moment, Feng Bujue spoke again. "Right now, I want to guess…" He said before she flipped the card, "You'll flip a *Yixiang Ming* in this hand."

"Hmph… cursing me is useless, you'll regret it!" Black Butterfly嬌嗔 (jiāochēn - act like a spoiled child) and looked at the unknown cards on the table. After hesitating for a few seconds, she picked one and flipped it…

Result—*Yixiang Ming*.

"Unbelievable!" Black Butterfly turned to glare at the referee. "Referee! Isn't this abnormal? Did he do anything strange just now?"

"Uh…" The referee was also stunned by the question. "No, he didn't."

"Are you sure you saw it clearly?" Black Butterfly used a question format, because with Jin Mian Chou's example, no one dared to say categorically that the other side was cheating without evidence.

"Of course I saw it clearly." The referee replied. "His hands didn't touch the table at all, and besides… he said what he said before you flipped the card. What could he do?"

The referee's words were reasonable and well-founded. Black Butterfly was speechless.

"Damn it…" Black Butterfly turned back again, glaring at Jue Ge. "In the end… the probability of flipping a *Yixiang Ming* is still about one-third. You just guessed right, there's nothing to be proud of!"

"Yes, I was just guessing." Feng Bujue replied frankly. "Didn't I say that I was 'guessing'~" He shrugged. "By the way… I guess you'll draw a *Wujian Diyu* in your next hand."

"What!" Black Butterfly's inner fire was ignited by the other party.

If he had said *Yixiang Ming*, that would have been fine. The probability of her drawing a *Yixiang Ming* in the next hand was exactly 25%. However, Jue Ge actually said that she would draw a *Wujian Diyu*, which was a 1/16 probability.

"Don't believe me?" At this moment, Feng Bujue, who was in an obviously unfavorable situation, appeared fearless and extremely arrogant. "If you don't believe me, flip it."

Now that things had come to this, no matter what the opponent said, it was impossible for Black Butterfly to flip a known card again.

The current hand was basically the hand that would determine the outcome… If she flipped a *Liangxiang Ming*, there would be a high probability of scoring continuously and winning directly. If she didn't flip it… she would hand over a great situation, and there would be an 80% chance that there wouldn't be another round.

"I have to win… I must win! I won't lose…" Looking at the scattered cards on the table, Black Butterfly kept chanting in her heart, "God… if you exist, please bless me, no matter what, let me flip a *Liangxiang Ming* in this hand…"

"Hurry up… are you praying in your heart?" At this moment, Feng Bujue spoke again, revealing the opponent's thoughts.

And Black Butterfly… although she didn't reply, her obvious reaction was also confirming what he said.

"Heh… it's useless…" Feng Bujue looked at the other party and said jokingly, "There are no gods or Buddhas at the gambling table, only devils… When you flipped an unknown card in the first hand of the last round, you exposed the 'wavering' in your heart under the devil's eyes. From that moment on, 'luck' changed… The *Wujian Diyu* you flipped was a 'sign'."

"If you had simply chosen to go all out at that time and flip two more unknown cards, maybe you could have saved it, but… you didn't. You flipped two known cards, and again showed 'retreat' in front of the devil."

"So, the devil attacked you. It made you flip a *Yixiang Ming* in the first hand of this round… This is another 'sign'. With your previous luck, it was absolutely impossible not to flip a scoreable card with a probability of over 50%."

"At this time, I became more certain… that luck had completely turned, and it wouldn't matter if I let you flip twice more. Anyway, you wouldn't flip a *Liangxiang Ming*. Therefore, I proposed that kind of concession that seemed unbelievable to ordinary people…"

"Then, you accepted it, and as I predicted… you flipped another *Yixiang Ming*."

"Next, being forced into a desperate situation, you still questioned the referee about whether I was cheating under obviously unreasonable circumstances. This exposed your 'stupidity', 'anger', and the 'weakness' and 'helplessness' hidden under the 'anger'."

"At this point, you're beyond saving… The cry of prayer in your heart is the sound of declaring that you have 'given up thinking and are powerless', and it is the signal to guide the devil to devour you."

Feng Bujue's words were like a curse, making people shudder. Even the referee standing next to him got goosebumps.

On the other side, the organizer, who had listened to this theory through the live broadcast screen, showed an excited and fanatical smile…

"Nonsense!" A few seconds later, Black Butterfly responded to Jue Ge with a shout, after snapping out of it. "'The Devil at the Gambling Table'? Hmph… what is that? Some kind of psychological suggestion? The guy who was talking about probability all the time is now talking about 'luck' so confidently, it's simply absurd!"

After loudly saying these words, she grabbed a card and flipped it up.

Fire, blood, demons, wailing souls… The vivid and distinctive pattern on the front of the card imprinted itself in Black Butterfly's eyes.

In that brief moment, she seemed to be there…

The appearance of this *Wujian Diyu* announced the end of Black Butterfly's turn. In the end… she really didn't flip a single scoreable card in these three consecutive hands. Moreover, she helped Feng Bujue make two pairs and confirmed the location of the last Hell card.

"Why…" When she put down the card, Black Butterfly felt like her blood had turned cold. "Why… would you know…"

"Let me emphasize again… I don't 'know,' but I'm 'guessing'." Feng Bujue said, glancing at the Hell card. "The probability of you flipping a *Yixiang Ming* in this hand was actually higher, and you flipping a *Yixiang Ming* would have made my advantage even greater, but… I just felt that you would flip a *Wujian Diyu*. Because… if I were a 'devil,' I would also make you flip a Hell card… that would be more symbolic and more dramatic."

At this point, he stood up again, preparing to carry out his last round of flipping in this game.

"Then…" Feng Bujue said leisurely while reaching out, "I won't be polite… I'll take advantage of this luck and clean up this mess."