C190 (1/2)

Ye Qing and his group entered the plaza, and before they had even arrived at the prefecture's Fortune Gang and sat down, they heard a wave of warm cheers from the crowd.

All he saw was the bare-chested man on the stage having his jaw hit by the rod wielding young man. He stood stiffly on the stage for a moment before losing all consciousness. Then with a loud bang, his entire body fell onto the stage, unconscious.

”It's quite lively.” Ye Qing felt the cheers of the crowd and sighed.

It had to be said that the seats occupied by the Prefecture Faction were all at the front row near the arena. They were at the center of the entire square and could clearly feel the heated cheers coming from all directions.

”Of course.” Pavilion Master Zhang nodded and explained, ”After all, if the person on the stage wins, those who bet on him will be able to earn a huge sum of money. Under the stimulation of money, the mood of the crowd will naturally soar.”

Just as he finished speaking, two bodyguards carrying sabers and armors, each holding a cloth bag in their hands, followed behind a middle-aged man holding an account book. They walked slowly in front of a crowd not too far away.

If he wanted to place a bet on the candidates, he only needed to register with the middle-aged man and pay the wager fee to obtain the right to bet.

The gambling house was jointly organized by the heads of the Jianghu in Jiangnan. With the guarantee of reputation, no one was afraid of being defaulted by the dealer if they bet on the winner.

”Master Ye, Princess, would you like to try it out? ”The biggest bet in every game is one thousand silver taels.” Pavilion Master Zhang tried asking.

”I don't need it.” Ye Qing shook his head and asked Fan Yan Rou who was beside him, ”Yan Rou, what about you?”

”I bet on that youth with the Tiger Finger.” Fan YanRou looked at the crowd in the stands and took out a note worth a thousand taels of silver.