The bald gambler almost choked to death on Mu Can's words; he had clearly been drooling over these treasures just a moment ago, yet he rejected them decisively and neatly.
Mu Can sneered inwardly, although he was attracted to the treasures on the shelves, he had no intention of showing an obsession like that.
"Young brother, with so many treasures here, aren't you tempted?" The bald gambler's dice cup shook even faster in his hand.
"Although the junior is tempted, the junior knows that the senior's possessions are not so easily taken." Mu Can pretended to be naive as he spoke.
The bald gambler chuckled to himself, I'm not afraid that you don't want it, kid; I'm just afraid you won't be tempted, for once you're tempted, there's no way you won't lose.
"No need to keep calling me senior, just call me Uncle Lan." The bald gambler squeezed out an amiable smile.
