He hurriedly asked, “San Lang, what does a roll of four open to?” “Depends,” Hua Cheng replied. “The door will open to whatever the roller fears most.” Just as Hua Cheng answered, Mu Qing coolly snapped, “You fought to roll first and rolled out a women’s bath! Give me the dice, I’ll roll!” Hearing “women’s bath,” Xie Lian covered his face with his hands.
