C23 Wanted to Lose

Although he could take out ten million as his bargaining chip, but towards this member who had never been pushed onto the stage before by the Shen Family, most of them still looked down and ridiculed him.

Seated on both sides of Shen Anran were James of the Dupang Family of the United States and the youngest son of the British Prime Minister, Fitz. The two of them looked at each other across Shen Anran, and then James opened his mouth first, looking at the cards on the table as he ridiculed Shen Anran who was sitting beside him and waiting for the next match to start, "Isn't Shen Family only two sons?

"Who knows." Fei Zi threw out his cards after he finished looking at them, then turned his head and looked at Shen Anran, and laughed in front of everyone: "Maybe it's a young miss, that's why I hid it so everyone can not see it."

To use the term "Miss" to describe a young master who walked out of a large clan was not only against the person involved, but also towards the entire clan behind him. This was simply an enormous humiliation to the members of a large clan, Shen Anran could totally refute it or directly redeem his clan's dignity with his bare hands, but he still sat there without moving, as if he did not hear the ridicule from James and Fitz.

Seeing that Shen Anran did not have any reaction, James and Fitz could not continue on. After all, they were representing the families behind them to participate in this time's grand feast, whether it was between clans or between nations, there were countless strings of interests existing between them. It would not benefit anyone to lose decorum, so the two of them stopped what they were doing and continued to play.

The other two young masters chuckled in a low voice, but didn't say anything.

After a game of cards, the dealer reshuffled the cards, and the young masters began the next fight for wealth.

Shen Anran looked at his trump card, and silently pushed out a million chips without saying a word. This sudden action caused the other young masters to look at each other, and even if they had a pair of small cards in their hands, they didn't dare to follow, and quickly threw the cards in their hands out, one by one. In an instant, only Shen Anran and Lancelot still had cards in their hands, and from the looks of it, Shen Anran's two pairs of pairs had won much more than Lancelot's one pair.

Lancelot looked at his own trump card and followed Shen Anran for a million. When the other young masters saw this, they lowered their heads and laughed, certain that Shen Anran would lose this round.

Shen Anran did not even glance at his trump card, and directly stuffed it into his trump card, before pushing it out.

The dealer announced Lancelot's victory in this round and continued with the next round.

James, who was sitting at the side, looked at the dealer, who understood, and when he accepted the cards, he purposely pushed Shen Anran out of his way. Adding on the two pairs of cards from earlier, it made a full house of red, the card was so big that it only lost to two or four people, but Shen Anran actually threw such a good card, which shocked all of the young masters present.

Seeing the badge, Lancelot glanced at Shen Anran who was seated opposite of him, and his black eyes slightly narrowed.

James did not expect Shen Anran to receive such a reward. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately reacted, taunting, "I say, young lady, did you lose to Odin on purpose?"

"There's no benefit in deliberately losing, is there?" Fitz chimed in with James at the right time.

"Probably trying to attract Odin's attention."

"This method is really special."

"Learn, Fitz."

"..."

With that, the young masters began chuckling again.

Just as the young masters were busy ridiculing Shen Anran, the private room's door was opened, and a waiter came in carrying a cup of wine. Shen Anran calmly looked outside the private room and saw Favino's figure.

"Mr. Shen, you can call your name now."

"…"

"Mr. Shen?"

After being pulled back to reality by the dealer's voice, Shen Anran retracted his gaze from outside the door and looked at the dealer, but accidentally bumped into Lancelot's cold gaze.

"Mr. Shen, it's your turn to call out a bid." The dealer reminded again.

Shen Anran reacted, he quietly looked away from Lancelot and lowered his head to look at his trump card.