Zhao Rong counted the chips he had won. He wouldn't have known if he hadn't counted, but once he did, he was stunned. To his surprise, he had beaten the God of Gamblers in a single round, winning chips valued at 100,000 yuan.
When the assistant saw that Zhao Rong had won back half of what he had lost the previous night in just one game, he said excitedly, "Zhao Rong, you're practically a God of Gamblers yourself! Play a few more rounds and win back everything I lost last night!"
When the crowd saw the unremarkable, gas-mask-wearing Zhao Rong defeat the God of Gamblers, they were all flabbergasted.
A man so obsessed with gambling he would show up with an IV drip in his arm said, "Damn, I've been coming to this mahjong parlor for ten years, and the God of Gamblers has never lost. How did he get beaten by some young upstart today?"
