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On top of that, Ren Feng just gave the dice cup a light shake and actually rolled three stacked 1s. That level of control over dice was absolutely master tier.

Strong's face turned a bit ugly. He hadn't expected the other guy's gambling skills to be this insane—he'd really misjudged him.

"Ren, you're amazing!" Lucia was overjoyed, clapping excitedly on the side.

"Let's bet on something else," Strong lifted his head and said.

Ren Feng shrugged. "Whatever."

So next, under the witness of the surrounding gamblers, Ren Feng and Strong went head-to-head for a full hour.

During this hour, they played all kinds of games the casino had to offer, but without exception, Ren Feng won every single one.

"Oh my God, double heavenly kings?"

"Holy shit, a straight flush! Strong got insta-killed!"

"Pure one suit, heavenly hand!"

"Number 18? Th-this kind of luck, he won again?"

Within this hour, the chips piled up in front of Ren Feng were about to form a mountain, while Strong's stack kept shrinking. Strong's face grew paler and paler. The man in front of him was really unfathomable, especially during that earlier round of showdown poker—logically it was impossible for the other side to have a straight flush, yet he just did.

He even blurted on the spot, "This is impossible!"

But it was useless. Ren Feng kept crushing him. This kind of match was basically just handing chips over to him.

In just that one hour, he'd lost around a million. Even he couldn't afford to keep losing like this.

The gamblers around them were stunned. After Strong lost the final round, he slumped into his chair in defeat. "I lost."

The gamblers fell silent, but the way they looked at Ren Feng was like they'd just seen a ghost. This guy's gambling skills were downright terrifying. No matter what he played, he always won—and not just by a bit, but complete, overwhelming dominance.

Take their two-player mahjong, for example. The hand he went out on actually hit more than a hundred doubles. That kind of freakish technique made people seriously suspect he was cheating, but with so many eyes watching, no one had caught him doing anything.

You could say that with someone like him around, no casino could keep its doors open.

Strong's face was chalk-white. After admitting defeat, he felt he couldn't sit there a second longer and hurriedly got up and left.

"Ren, you've won so much," Lucia said happily. "If I'd known, I wouldn't have gambled at all and would've just let you play from the start."

Ren Feng rubbed his nose. You're a princess; I'm letting you have your fun. What's the point if I'm the one gambling?

"Alright, had enough of gambling? Where to next?"

Lucia thought for a moment. "Let's cash out the chips first. Today I'm going to do all the things I didn't dare do before."

After cashing out the chips, the two walked out of the casino again, and then Lucia thought for a bit. "I'm going to get a tattoo."

"What?"

Ren Feng stared at her in shock. This princess of the United Kingdom was really something—she actually wanted a tattoo?

"What's so surprising? A tattoo."

"But you're a princess…"

"And why can't a princess get a tattoo?"

Lucia looked at Ren Feng with bright eyes.

Ren Feng was honestly speechless inside. "As long as you've really thought it through. Once you get inked, it's not coming off."

Lucia nodded.

After that, Lucia brought Ren Feng to a tattoo studio. Ren Feng of course waited outside, while Lucia had a design inked on her waist.

Once the tattoo was done, Lucia actually dragged Ren Feng out window-shopping and pointed at a display window nearby.

"Ren, what do you think of that?"

Ren Feng looked over when he heard her and saw that in the display was a leather whip.

"What's that?"

"You should know," Lucia said with a smile.

Ren Feng thought for a second, then his eyes suddenly widened. Damn, Lucia's tastes were… a bit hardcore.

Lucia just nodded slightly and didn't say anything else. After wandering around for a bit, she checked the time and said, "Let's grab dinner, then head over to the Thames River."

Ren Feng naturally agreed. He was out accompanying the princess anyway; wherever she wanted to go, he'd go.

He followed the princess to eat, and then they went to the Thames River. By now it was already night.

The riverfront activities along the Thames were indeed crowded, but to Ren Feng, there wasn't much appeal.

When the event was about wrapped up, Ren Feng spoke. "I'll take you back."

"Okay, but we're not going back to the palace—we're going to my private villa," Lucia said.

Ren Feng nodded. Whatever Lucia said went.

After he dropped Lucia off at the villa, she spoke again. "Ren, go wait for me in the room on the far left on the second floor."

Her tone was an order, and Ren Feng could only comply, feeling pretty helpless.

He really had no idea what Lucia was planning—totally in the dark.

He went up to the second floor, pushed open the door, and walked in. He casually swept his gaze around, and with just that one look, he was completely stunned.

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

Holy shit!

In his head, Ren Feng fired off three holy shits in a row. The setup in front of him had really blown his mind.

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