Chapter 512 Make Me Cry

"Manly, you won't do that because you can't bear to. If you had someone beat me up and drove me

away, you wouldn't find anyone else who could make you as happy," Danny responded confidently.

"You sure are full of yourself, aren't you, Daniel? You think you're irreplaceable? There are plenty of

men out here who want to play. One more or one less doesn’t matter to me. To me, you're nothing,

so don't overestimate your worth. It's not you I care about; it's the chips in your pocket! If you lose

all your chips, you’ll have to get up from my table," Manly declared.

"Manly, not only will I not be leaving your table, but I’m also going to win until you cry," Danny

boasted.

"Make me cry? Haha!" Manly let out a laugh, "Daniel, let's see if it's you who will end up making me

cry or the other way around."

No one had ever beaten Manly at this table. This time would be no different. How could she face her

master, The Divine Star if she let some country boy win? Therefore, she was determined not to lose

again.

After several more rounds, Danny continued to go all in, winning each bet. Now he had twenty

million dollars in hand. What was key was that other gamblers, who had been losing money, began

to follow Danny’s bets, and many started to win alongside him. The latest rounds had seen Manly

losing at each bet—a situation she had not encountered in her years as a dealer.

Seeing her dissatisfaction grow, Danny couldn’t help but wear a mischievous grin and teasing her,

“Manly, how does it feel? Have I made you cry yet? If not, I'll keep winning with everyone here,

endlessly!”

"Daniel, you do have a knack for this. But if you're truly brave, you'll face me one-on-one," Manly

challenged him.

"One-on-one? Where do you want our showdown, Manly? In a private room, or right here? Wouldn't

that be inappropriate in public?" Danny played along.

"Right here, of course! What, are you afraid?" Manly queried.

"Afraid? That word doesn’t exist in my dictionary!" Danny proclaimed.

"Alright then, let the game begin! What’s the format?" he asked.

"It’s the same as before—I shake the dice, and you guess high or low. But this time, you’re the only

one betting," Manly explained.

"Let’s do it! Your rules. Anyway, my goal for tonight is to turn a hundred bucks into a hundred

million, and I am already twenty million in. Only eighty million to go," Danny said with determination.

"To turn a hundred bucks into a hundred million? Here at The Big Dipper? We've been here for a

thousand years, and nobody has ever been able to win a hundredfold that amount!" Manly boasted.

"Perhaps others haven’t been able to, but I can! After all, I am the once-in-a-millennium gambling

god, destined to win every time. I've bet countless times since I was young, and I have never lost a

single bet," Danny countered with confidence.

"Never lost once? Haha!" Manly scoffed with disbelief.

After her scoff, she said with a grim expression, "Today, I'll make sure you lose. I'll make you lose

everything, even down to your shorts. Then we'll see if you, country boy, have the nerve to keep

being arrogant at my table!"