A perfect life begins with changing the timeline.

"Little Li, you..."

Bie Yan was actually a little dumbfounded at this moment.

He looked up, drawn by the crisp, clean sound of the cards being shuffled.

Then, as if performing magic, Li Mu first flipped both decks of cards face up, then stacked them together. After a series of clattering sounds, inexplicably, a large deck of cards was split into two piles.

It looks like it's all washed up.

But that wasn't all. This kid then used a shuffling technique he'd only ever seen in "God of Gamblers" to shuffle the cards...

Putting everything else aside, the way he shuffled the cards alone proves that Xiao Li is no "ordinary person".

When the two looked at each other, he quickly regained his senses and asked:

"You still say you can't play cards?!"

"..."

Li Mu quickly shook his head, suppressing the tingling and itching in his finger joints.

"All I know how to do is shuffle cards; I learned that from movies. I really don't know how to play cards."

"Learn from movies?"

"Yeah, haven't you seen movies like God of Gamblers or God of Gamblers II?"

Don't say that everyone has seen that movie.

He had never seen such a beautiful shuffling technique taught in a movie before.

Furthermore, he had never heard of such a fancy shuffling technique being able to separate two decks of cards in such a short time...

Thinking of this, he got up and went to the card table, picking up another deck of cards.

Although it's messy, you can roughly tell that it's a complete hand.

Suddenly, Li Mu's claim that he "only knows how to shuffle cards" became somewhat untenable.

This kid... he's really good at it!

But that's where the older brother's maturity lies.

Since they don't want to admit it, he won't press them for details.

Instead, he put down the playing cards and picked up the manuscript again.

He watched as Li Mu continued to hold a deck of cards, one hand, and like rubbing walnuts, he kept spinning the deck in his hand. With each rotation, a portion of the cards would be caught in his palm with a very strange technique, and then when the deck spun around, he would push that portion of the cards to the top.

It loops continuously and is extremely coherent.

At this moment, his feelings were actually quite complicated, because... he knew he had made a mistake.

A fatal mistake for a con artist.

He made others wary of him.

Scammers are fraudsters, and once the victim becomes wary, the scheme has already failed.

The last thing he should have done was expose himself through this kind of "technical reshuffling".

This is Li Mu's idea.

But the question is... where did I get all this strange and wonderful knowledge from?

He was puzzled and confused, but the moment this thought arose in his mind, the answer was already there.

The first guy with a severed finger.

After all, he's a conman.

But it was precisely because he received this answer that he found it absurd.

What does that mean? Did I inherit the skills of the guy with the severed finger?

Does that mysterious dream have such power?

? ? ? ?

He was increasingly puzzled, but the cards in his hand kept reminding him that his thoughts were correct. Even his earlier confusion about why he could drive so skillfully…

Now it seems like we have the answers.

"..."

For a moment, he was at a loss.

After about three to five minutes, Bie Yan's gaze shifted back from the manuscript to Li Mu's hand.

Watching him cut the cards with one hand as easily as shredding walnuts, a strange thought popped into my head:

"What exactly does this kid do?"

At this moment, Li Mu also came to his senses, and after seeing Bie Yan's gaze, he asked:

"Brother Bie, is this manuscript acceptable?"

"...Hmm, not bad."

Bie Yan suppressed her doubts and nodded:

"I've already seen the interview transcript, so I won't go into details. The current interview content has been streamlined and summarized in terms of language structure, and the title matches the article. The central idea is also on track, so it's already acceptable. Take it to Zhou Xiaoxiao, the editor at the weekly magazine, and you can revise it according to her requirements."

"OK."

Li Mu responded, put the manuscript away, and then asked with considerable curiosity:

"Brother Bie, do you like playing cards?"

"Yes, he's known as the Little God of Gamblers."

Don't just casually make a joke, then light a cigarette for himself:

"But I don't gamble much; the most I win or lose in one night is about a thousand dollars."

"..."

Li Mu's lips twitched.

"Isn't this big enough?"

"Haha~"

Stop talking about fun:

"For a divorced single person, the nights are long. Isn't it normal to have a little bit of fun?"

Li Mu was taken aback.

Divorced?

Looking at this older man who looked to be in his early thirties, definitely not yet forty, a sense of curiosity arose in his heart.

But I don't know if I should keep asking.

At this moment, Bieyan said:

"Go take a shower? Your clothes are soaking wet. The showers here are quite comfortable; the owner is supposedly from Northeast China, it's a Korean-style bath..."

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it, but Li Mu had indeed been drenched in sweat during his time at the driving school.

So he nodded:

"Okay, I'll go take a shower then."

"Okay, hurry up, they'll be here soon. The bathrobe is in the closet."

Soon, Li Mu changed into his bathrobe, grabbed his wristband, and headed downstairs.

As for what a Korean-style bath was, he couldn't figure it out. He just quickly took a shower in the high-end-looking shower room, without even soaking in the big pool. After drying himself off, he went back upstairs.

The entire process took only about ten minutes, and she even refused the waiter's invitation to "want a massage?"

I thought to myself, you should just sell this good deal to Fatty Sui.

Unexpectedly, when he returned to Bieyan's room, he found him already sitting at the card table, and there were two more people in the room.

"This is your brother Li, and this is your brother Li's friend Jianbin."

They had already started playing poker, and judging from the appearance of those three cards, it should be Texas Hold'em.

After Li Mu finished greeting everyone, he asked:

"Brother, does that mean I don't need to call? If not, I'm going back to work."

"Okay, go back now. I won't see you off."

Having received Bieyan's affirmation, he immediately began to get dressed.

And just as the game ended, the guy named Jianbin won.

It was his turn to shuffle the cards.

But Li Mu only glanced at it briefly, and suddenly his brows furrowed.

This man named Jianbin has started using a technique called "sequence cards" to rearrange the order of the cards.

However... the other party's skills seemed rather lacking, and their technique was too clumsy.

Even so, Li Mu quickly recognized that this person was... a "fellow practitioner." Or rather, a fellow practitioner who had just begun to learn the ropes; their skills were not yet up to par, but at least they could get started.

Upon realizing this, he immediately looked at the man called "Brother Li".

They wanted to see if the other party was a "con man," that is, a con man's accomplice.

After thinking for a moment, he quickly changed his clothes and stood behind Bie Yan.

Bie Yan turned his head, and Li Mu smiled:

"Let's see what the fuss is about."

"Um."

Bie Yan didn't say a word.

Then, Li Mu watched three rounds of cards.

Don't talk about a win-win situation where one person loses.

He had a plan in mind:

"Brother, I'm going back to work now."

"Okay, go ahead."

Li Mu said goodbye to the three of them, left the room, and then took out his phone.