"Every time it's sixes? Do you think this is some back-alley dice game?"
Little Mustache was unconvinced, for he himself was endowed with the luck of "The sixth time is the charm."
Moreover, this person had already lost to him once.
Surely this person didn't possess the "Next time for sure" kind of luck? The Sequence list didn't include such a Sequence.
But the verification of this matter came quickly as Bai Wu's gaze locked onto the dice shaker machine.
Others could not see the process inside, but Bai Wu could. With the enhancement of his double vision, his dynamic visual acuity had reached a somewhat abnormal level.
His thoughts were already lightning-fast, capable of processing a vast amount of information in an extremely short time, and his control over his body had reached nearly machine-like precision—
"Stop."
The machine stopped in time, and during the process in which Bai Wu called out, Little Mustache could even hear the sound of dice rolling.