Yi Yang came back with a lot of gambling chips, led by the introducer who explained the available games.
"Mr. Nian, our boss said you must have fun! It doesnât matter if you didnât bring enough money, donât worry."
"Who says itâs not enough?" Heather grabbed a handful from Yi Yangâs hand and said with a smile, "This is plenty."
"Is Miss Hai a gambling god?" This, of course, was said in jest.
"Not a gambling god, but... I do have enough to make your boss come out and invite me personally." Heather smiled mysteriously, sending chills down the attendantâs spine.
But the attendant didnât take it seriously, thinking, "A woman, whatâs the big deal?"
"Is that so? Letâs see if Miss Hai really has the skill to make our boss come out." He glanced at Nian Shen.
Nian Shen said, "Donât look at me, I donât know either. But, she never brags, so I can only offer you three seconds of silence."
Half an hour later, the people accompanying them were dumbfounded.
An hour later, the managers couldnât sit still.
After another half hour, the focus of the entire casino was on Heather.
The chips she won made everyone envious.
Thatâs not the point; the point is... everyone started betting with her!
Shortly after the game started, the boss was alarmed, and indeed personally came out to invite Nian Shen and Heather to the VIP room.
After coming out of the casino, Heather was in high spirits and stretched lazily.
Yi Yang couldnât hold back anymore and burst out laughing, "Miss Hai is really skilled at everything! The bossâs face just now almost turned into a rainbow, all colors."
"You could call me a gambling god."
Heather stood at the railing, did some exercises to warm up, and said, "Where I lived as a child, you had to learn everything, and if you didnât learn well, youâd get beaten. So to avoid my parentsâ beatings, I had to learn well."
Yi Yang said, "Domestic violence is wrong."
Heather chuckled, "Killing is also wrong, yet murders keep happening all the time?"
"..." That analogy is...
"But what to do next? Weâve played through the casino and thereâs still a whole day, how do I pass the time?" She looked at the sea ahead, "You donât expect me to jump in and swim, do you? What if sharks come out..."
"Thereâs a martial arts hall nearby, do you want to go? Itâs not far from here."
"Sure! A morning workout sounds good, itâs been a while!"
Honestly, those who set up a martial arts hall on a cruise must be extremely wealthy capitalists, unconcerned about recouping costs. After all, who else would visit a martial arts hall while out on vacation?
Since there were few visitors, the hall owner wasnât there, only an administrator, who upon seeing them, asked them to wait while he went to call the owner.
Bored, Heather wandered around the hall and suddenly beckoned to Nian Shen, "Mr. Nian, why donât you come over, and Iâll teach you a few moves?"
"Alright." Bored of just sitting around waiting, Nian Shen agreed and stood up.
Nian Shen took off his jacket, laid it aside, and rolled up his sleeves, stepping forward politely, "I hope I donât get thrown too badly."
"You wonât!" Heather said cheerfully, patting his chest, "Donât worry, I wonât go too hard on you, itâs just a demonstrationâ"
"Wham!" The loud sound startled Yi Yang, who was sitting nearby, making him shrink his neck.