Turning the Table Around

Tony could hear with his ears a slight sound inside the bottle and was instantly able to recognize that the dices inside are flipped to their opposite number.

But he obviously has no issues even if the dices are flipped, by using his spiritual powers he instantly changed again the numbers on the dices.

He doesn't have many uses for his super abilities in this timeline since he's the emperor and everything. Though he does find it quite amusing and fun in situations like this.

"I'll bet large on the dices again," Zetian said looking at Tony afterwards with an anticipating smile as she waits for Zhang to reveal the dices underneath the bottle.

"For this bet I'm going all in," Tony pushes the piles of chips in front of him. All the chip falls on the table creating an enormous blast of sound that rockets the room.

The chips were still so stacked up high that its collapse on the table almost entirely covers everyone's view of the black bottle as it begins to reveal the dices underneath.

For some reason Zhang could feel his heart tinging with excitement and nervousness. For the most part it is the feeling of wanting to win against the man in front of him. To win back everything that 'belongs' to him. To get back at them.

"What!! How is this possible?!!" Zhang's eyes were wide opened, yet he sees that the number on the dices is actually sum up to small total. He looks with a mix of anger and envy at Tony, for what reasons must there be that he could not win the money.

When he saw Tony's relaxed demeanor, he instantly knew that it must have something to do with the man that is sitting so confidently in front of him. It almost makes him feel like he's sneering at him for his poor scheming skills.

"You cheated!!! You're not supposed to win!" Zhang screamed at the top of his lungs with his eyebrows raised in absolute hatred. This time he really lost everything. Totally everything: his social status, his wealth, even the chance to marry the girl he's interested in.

Never would he understand or wondered that such a day would come for him. A day where that birthrate with a golden spoon since the day he was born with would be so easily taken away from him in a single day. All the dreams and wishes would evaporate into thin air.

When he looked around at the other gamblers that is sitting in the room, he could sense their eyes filled with pity upon him. They know more than he does that for the rest of his life he would be in the lowest social ladder of society.

"I'll get you for this," Zhang screamed after taking a look at those pitiful eyes that stares at him. He jumps up and stretches his arms to grab with Tony's collar, he raises his hand into a fist to slam a punch into his fist.

Seeing that Tony might be in danger Zetian's heart almost took a leap out of her chest. As her eyes watch in slow motion as that fist continue to drive towards Tony's face.

However, just as it was about to hit his face something strange happened that she could not comprehend. She watches as that fist came to a halt just inches away from Tony's left cheek. It was too incredulous of a scene.

But for some reason Zhang couldn't move it is like something just froze his body into a rigid ice block under Tony's relaxed watch over him.

"That's so funny. You'll get me for this?" Tony laughed a little bit easily flinging off the hand that is grabbing onto the collar of his top. "But can you?"

Without any difficulty on his part Tony put his index finger on the center of Zhang's chest. Similar to the one-inch punch he used to demonstrate to his Master.

With a slight push with his finger everyone in the room watches as Zhang skyrockets outwards. Hitting the large window behind him, breaking all the glass as he topples on the grass clutching onto his chest as though feeling deep pain destroying him.

For his part, Zhang felt that wasn't just the power of a small finger. Even if the motion of it is so small almost without strength he could feel the force of a bolder collapsing him away. And all the bones on his chest almost rattling without breaking itself.

"Wow! How did you do that Zhidu," Zetian watches this scene with admiration. Her eyes flashing with a golden light as though she just watched superman stepped foot on Earth for the first time.

Hearing how she's to be so amazed at his skill Tony only give a slight chuckle as he holds onto Zetian's hand. When they both stood up from their chair Tony lightly claps his hands in a loud enough way that it resounds throughout the room as though he's signaling for something.

Suddenly the doors of the room got pushed open as a group of menacing men came through the room. Their clothes were all black, in an instant everybody recognized who these guys were. Including Zetian since she's close to her father the Duke than everyone else.

They are pretty much the police of the town. Though something is different about them, because they are the group of police who handles and investigates high profiled criminals in town.

The group of men walked close to the shattered window announcing to Zhang, "On behalf of the Duke we will be taking you custody." The voice of the man in front was authoritarian and without debate.

He took a look at a piece of length paper detailed with words in his hands, "According to the evidence we have gathered on you. Mister Zhang you have committed a total of 12 crimes on different occasions."

On Zhang's face was only the expression of horror at what he heard. In his heart he wonders to himself just how much worst can this day even get.