An Ning, who was shuffling the cards, was doing two things at once. She was amused when An Guoyang, with great fanfare, played a single three.
"HAHAHAHAHA! A measly little three, what's so impressive about that? Big Bro, get him."
An Guoming, who had already played all his cards, urged An Guoqing to make a move.
He, An Guoqing, and An Guoping were on one team, while the three brothers, An Guoyang, An Guoqiang, and An Guocheng, were on the other.
Now, it was just down to An Guoyang and An Guoqing. Whichever of them played out their hand first would win for their team.
The atmosphere was tense. Even the people playing mahjong stopped to watch An Guoqing.
An Guoqing stared at the three, cleared his throat, and declared with the force of a thousand-pound weight, "Pass!"
"Hahaha, we—what the heck, Big Bro?"
An Guoming had thought they were about to win, but An Guoqing passed.
Now, it was the opposing An Guoyang's turn to be smug.
