Lee Minho 2

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The Li family and the Han family, ice and fire, equanimity and restlessness—their destinies were radically different, yet they constantly intersected.

And this was especially evident in the meetings of the heirs of these families, intertwining the lives of Minho and Jisung, as they do now.

“My bet,” the younger man said, pushing forward a stack of chips.

"The Han family's son can't afford to bet more?" The voice, which was neither cold nor warm, only utter indifference, matched the glassy gaze of his fellow player, Jisung.

"You're so impatient," the younger one purred playfully, his cat-like eyes flashing. "I add to that any question or action I have no right to ignore."

Minho didn't bat an eyelid, knowing that the younger one always loved to play as big as possible.

"I accept," Li advanced his hand, like someone throwing away a piece of paper. "Khan, remember, today you risk losing everything," the elder, who couldn't stand to lose, suddenly chuckled. "No money, no victories, no clothes."