The audience was silenced.
“Oh my god, am I seeing things incorrectly? Those are her cards?”
“I thought she got another royal flush, but she had nothing?! She didn’t even have a pair.”
“So where did she get the confidence to raise $2B?”
“Well, she won, didn’t she?”
It was true. Qiao Qing’s hand could not have been more rotten.
If Di Qingrong didn’t fold, he would’ve won easily.
But the key thing was, he did fold and lost $400M as a result.
Everyone started to think of one thing – mental battle.
While acting confident and acting as if the winner was determined, she raised the stake drastically to impose fear.
Using this mental strategy, she used the worst hand possible to win $400M.
Of course, the opponent would be furious.
As expected, Di Qingrong’s face looked undeniably ugly. However, he didn’t implode.
After all, poker was all about the mental battle.
For that girl to have tricked him – that was a skill.
He could only hate the fact that he was too stupid and hate the fact that he had underestimated the opponent.
Beside Qiao Qing, his two boys stared at her affectionately. They found their girlfriend (sister) cute as hell.
Zhou Xin appeared confused as if he didn’t know poker could be played like this.
Mu Jinghang rubbed his nose, “Qingqing sure is a little evildoer.”
Jun Yexuan turned to look at him then said proudly, “She’s mine.”
Qi Yusen quickly disagreed, “She’s mine!”
Jun Yexuan, “…”
Mu Jinghang, “…”
After this round ended, everyone knew how evil Qiao Qing was.
Di Qingrong no longer dared to underestimate Qiao Qing.
Next, Qiao Qing seemed to have stopped playing for fun. Instead, she started to treat the games seriously.
She became very observant and carefully considered every deal, every raise, every fold… she played all the tricks in the book and continued to strike the opponent where it hurt.
Every single round, she maintained her advantageous position and minimized her loss. Every round, she demonstrated her way above-average math skills.
Winning that $500M, in the beginning, may be considered lucky. However, all the subsequent rounds had proven her mastery in the art of gambling.
Nobody in the audience left. Everyone watched these games with much amusement.
To gambling addicts, sometimes, it was more fun for them to watch others than playing themselves.
Especially when the stakes were this high and these people were burning money – this show was exhilarating.
Time went by little by little. After an hour, Qiao Qing had won $10B!
When the dealer once again announced Di Qingrong’s loss, Ming Shuo stood up and wiped his forehead, “Ms. Qiao, Di Qingrong is a little tired. Can we play someone else?”
Everyone in the audience started to whisper again. He may word it nicely but at the end of the day, he was just afraid to lose and wanted someone better.
That young girl didn’t even say she was tired. Why would that grown man announce he was tired?
Di Qingrong’s face was now completely red and he had lost all the gracefulness he showed when he first came down.
At the rate things were going, he may not be physically tired, but he was definitely mentally tired.
Qiao Qing nodded at Ming Shuo’s request, “Do what you have to do.”
After he got Qiao Qing’s confirmation, Ming Shuo wiped his forehead again and left with Di Qingrong.
In the process of walking to the backroom, Ming Shuo’s expression had turned heavy.
He said to Di Qingrong, “Go get Lu Feng.”
Di Qingrong was not surprised at the mention of that name. Lu Feng was one of the best gamblers out of all the senior-level casino-trained professionals.