Just as Wu Yun had predicted, Ayaka Sanji's luck seemed divinely blessed for the next stretch of time. They played over ten rounds, and she only lost three bets.
Seeing Ayaka Sanji's lucky streak, the many tourists and gamblers around them began to follow her bets.
Fortunately, they were all small bets, so the casino didn't react. The dealer, on the other hand, was starting to sweat, though it was hard to tell if it was from stress or exhaustion.
In a surveillance room somewhere, a massive screen displayed Wu Yun's table.
A middle-aged white man stared intently at the magnified feed. After a long moment, he spoke. "That woman's not a problem! She's just lucky!"
He then moved the mouse and closed the magnified feed. The hand he used was clearly missing its index and middle fingers, but no one around him seemed to find it unusual.
A young white man, clearly a supervisor, asked, "Have you run a check on that couple's identities?"
