The dealer nervously took Ye Hao's cards with his right hand, and Ye Hao let out a yelp...
Startled by Ye Hao's yelp, the dealer's hand trembled, and the cards fell onto the table.
Seeing this, Ye Hao laughed, "Haha, practice your grip next time, don't go weak-handed when holding cards."
"Thank you for the advice, sir." The dealer said and then lowered his head to put the cards into the machine, which shuffled them swiftly.
The crowd watching from afar wisely kept their distance, fearing they might hinder Ye Hao from losing. If Ye Hao won, he'd surely throw a fit again. So, everyone deliberately stayed away from this madman.
"Gentlemen, would you like to cut the deck?" The dealer asked the two of them.
"You do it, and remember, cut me cards I lose with, or else I'm not playing," Ye Hao gave the dealer a heavy task, and the dealer looked at Zhao Chang in trouble.
Zhao Chang chuckled, "No worries, go ahead and swap a few cards!"
