"What's going on?"
An incredulous expression appeared on the faces of Ma Rufei and Chen Chaoyue. They knew perfectly well that Zhang Bin possessed a magical ability and was exceptionally skilled at mahjong. The last time in the Island Nation, he hadn't even played himself, yet he had enabled Noda Sayuri to win with consecutive Heavenly Hands. So why wasn't he winning now?
The rest of the Chinese audience was so anxious they were hopping mad. Sanchahe Village had also fallen completely silent; even Mother Zhang lacked the confidence or the mood to brag anymore. It was clear to even a fool that something was terribly wrong, and it seemed very likely that Zhang Bin was truly about to lose this time.
Suddenly, Zhang Bin requested a timeout. He looked at Edward coldly and said flatly, "Edward, how about we make a bet? Just this once, on who wins more in this round. The loser commits suicide immediately. Do you dare?"
