170 Dressed in Red (1/2)

Gu Shenwei would rather believe in the illusory meaning of the ”Will of the Divine” than pin his hopes on the fortune teller.

”Don't you want to listen to everything? Immortal Peng said a lot; I've written everything down.” Brother Huan had an expression of indifference. Xu Xiaoyi became anxious.

”Next time.” Gu Shenwei was not really interested. ”Don't go out and wander about these days. Don't ask anyone for any information wherever you go. Stay at home.”

”Oh.” Xu Xiaoyi jumped off her chair, walking out dejectedly. With a foot out of the door, she turned around and said, ”Your sword skills aren't better than his, but you'll win the kill.”

This definitely did not sound like something that Xu Xiaoyi can come up with. Immortal Peng might just be a trickster, but he definitely made some sense.

Gu Shenwei thought for a long time, his confidence gradually being restored. He found Lotus Maid and expressed his own thoughts. ”According to your plan, I'll attract Ye Silang's attention. You will kill him, but first, you have to kill another person.”

”Who?”

”Machete God.”

The sword craft of Death Scripture could only be elevated through countless killings. The higher the skill, the harder it was to find targets. Machete God Huang Shi'an was an ideal target. His skills were high-level, but did not compare with Ye Silang's. This was like climbing steps- if you could step onto the corpse of the men before you, you'd have a greater chance of killing the men behind you.

”You could also do it yourself.” Maid Lotus understood Slave Huan's intentions so she urged him to take on this rare opportunity.

”No, my heart isn't ready. I'll think of other ways to solve it.”

This was the fifth day when Ye Silang entered the South City to issue his challenge. The two killers made plans to kill Machete God Huang Shi'an for the third time.

After several hours, Shuang Shi'an sat opposite the Zhuang family. His face revealed a smile. But deep inside, he grew increasingly uncertain. He forgot how much money he had lost. He'd already fallen into the bottomless pit of the Meng family. No amount of loyalty will be able to fill this void. Only life alone can repay all his debts.

He still remembered his mother's words to him when he left home. ”You only have two items of worth on your body; Your life and your machete skills. So you should never incur debts, especially those that you'll never be able to return even with your machete skills.”

This was the fate of every macheteman.

At the throw of every dice, he loses not just his money, but also his life.

”Earn it back, earn it all back.” Machete God prayed in his heart, a smile of indifference painted on his face. He yelled and had a great time with his brothers around him. Boasting became his only source of comfort. ”Come on, flush! Damn, that broken hand. If I weren't using that to wield my knife, I'd be cutting it down.”

The casino was severely overcrowded. But it was safe. Everyone was screened and Huang Shi'an need not worry about the killers of Kun Society. He was even slightly sorry that he hadn't even had the time to accrue any success. And the war would soon be over. If he could only carry with him a string of severed heads to meet the Fifth Young Master, he probably wouldn't have to repay his debts with his life.

No one gave him this opportunity. Huang Shi'an thought angrily. Even as the Machete God of Jade City, he had not joined many battles. Sitting in a large house surrounded by machetemen every day, his only pleasure came from gambling at Thousand Eyes. Occasionally, he would be used to attract killers as bait. He felt that all was unfair and unreasonable. He was clearly capable of leading a group of men to storm the Kun Society with pride and kill everyone entirely.

He was never afraid of any killer.

Huang Shi'an threw his dice forcefully, cursing Sword Sacrificer Ye Silang under his breath. That flashy empty vessel whose skills were just mediocre. How could he have had the guts to go shouting, running into the South City. It was as though no one was a worthy rival of killer Yang Huan and had to wait for him to make the first move. However, even after shouting for a few days, no one saw him approaching Kun Society a single step.

The smile on Machete God's face vanished like a deflated balloon. He leaned on his chair, closed his eyes, and let darkness engulf him. His brothers were shouting excitedly, but not even these deafening sounds could excite him.

He then opened his eyes and saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.

There had never been a lack of women in the betting arena. Machete God was somewhat famous. Ten thousand taels, and the Horned Dragon Society's rich reward had made him the object of many women's attention.

He was a normal man. In good spirits after winning big bets, he would spend them lavishly on women he liked. Though, this was the first time that he could be moved by a woman after losing a bet.

The woman was dressed in red, like a piece of gleaming jade in a fiery furnace. Her face was covered with beautiful makeup. Strangely, the same makeup would have appeared gaudy on another woman. On her, it was extraordinary, and even held a whiff of authority.

That woman in red had just walked into the betting arena, and she had caught everyone's attention. Men forgot to throw their dices, and the women- they raised their eyebrows, hoping this competitor would choose her target quickly.

”Who is she?” Many asked softly in unison, shaking their heads in confusion.

”Old Mrs. Li's new girl.” Someone in the crowd recognized her, but no one knew her name.

Many brothels in the vicinity would come to the casino for a gamble- a publicity stunt for their services.

The shock from the mesmerizing woman was only momentary. This was a betting arena. Everyone knew that no one could be as attractive or mesmerizing as pure gold and silver.

Even so, the Machete God could not take his eyes off her. That lady in red was also looking at him, smiling shyly.