193 The Man in White Takes Par (1/2)

Even as he pondered upon this, Yun Yang stepped forward and said, chuckling, ”This is a casino, of course, gamblers are most welcome here. Since this…respectable brother wants to have a game, the host definitely welcomes you.”

As he spoke, he gave Shui Wuyin a seemingly imperceptible eye signal.

Shui Wuyin, who caught on, replied, ”What does this respectable brother want to play? Is there any specific gambling game you like?”

From Yun Yang’s abrupt intervention to his meaningful glance, Shui Wuyin was shocked as he immediately knew that the person before his eyes must have an extraordinary background.

What kind of person would he have to be to have Supreme Cloud acknowledge his prowess?

”I’ll play the dice, winning or losing is clear and quickly decided.” The man in white maintained his straight face but continued coldly, ”There’s something I need to mention first, I only have fifty silver taels.”

Fifty silver taels…

Realization dawned on Yun Yang at the man in white’s sudden announcement as he replied leisurely, ”Thousands of gold taels are not considered plenty while a copper coin is not considered little. As long as you play, losing is indefinite. Boss Shui, do bring this respectable brother to Qiu Yunsan’s table. I would like to see this respectable brother win a lot and return home with great gains.”

At the mentioned table, Qiu Yunsan was the banker as he hollered, face flushed with excitement while he chortled occasionally. Around him were generals muttering curses… It would seem that Young Master Qiu had won a great deal, having luck on his side.

Shui Wuyin brought the man in white over, speaking without mincing his words, ”Young Master Qiu, this is Boss Yun’s friend, here to play at your table.”

Qiu Yunsan chuckled. ”Ask boss not to worry, his friend is Qiu Yunsan’s friend as well – my blood brother!”

Shui Wuyin nodded and turned to leave without any further ado.

They had not interacted much, not even for small talk, but Shui Wuyin had long understood that his words held no significance before Qiu Yunsan and his cohorts; things would only get done smoothly when he used Yun Yang’s name.

Yun Yang and Shui Wuyin divided themselves into two parties as they strolled around to oversee the games. Both of them were the only two people in the entire casino who were not involved in the wagering.

A while later, the game table where Dong Tianleng was playing banker broke out in commotion; waves of shouts and hollers loud enough to tear the roof down came from tens of people who were crying with all their might, ”Small! Small! Small!”

”F*cking sh*t! Ahh…” Dong Tianleng who was the banker was swearing loudly, unfiltered vulgarities flying from his mouth. ”F*ck, you f*ckers, actually winning your father’s money! F*ck, f*ck…”

The generals did not relent. ”What the f*ck are you chirping about? This is a game table, we dare to take even the emperor’s money! F*cking hell, be quick! F*ck off if you don’t have enough money to be the banker. Let your father have a go at it!”

Dong Tianleng cried out aloud, ”Insufficient capital? Your father will make all of you lose to the point of taking off your pants today! I’m so angry…”

Yun Yang called out from the side, ”Dong Tianleng, let me tell you, if even one of these folks walks out of here with his pants on, you can f*cking head back to your home! My mission to you is clear – win all their money, not even their undergarments are allowed to stay!”

Dong Tianleng replied with a howl, ”Don’t worry, boss! I will f*ck them over!”

The generals guffawed listening to the. ”There's just you, yet you dare boast like this? Watch your brothers f*ck you over one by one!”

”Let’s go again!” Young Master Qiu slapped a big stack of banknotes on the table, shouting with his face and neck burning red, ”Your father has nothing else except money!”

The thick stack of banknotes held at least forty to fifty pieces of notes, with the lowest amount being worth at least ten thousand silver taels.

The heavy flow of capital caused an eruption of a fresh bout of wagering at once; weird cries and odd shouts once again filled the casino.

Yun Yang and Shui Wuyin made a round each before they gathered together after watching the crowd gambling and bellowing with all their might, completely losing themselves in the games.

”How is it?” Yun Yang asked.

”The man in white has only watched without playing. He’s watched about a dozen rounds up to now but has yet to make a move.” Shui Wuyin said, ”This person either has an ulterior motive or he’s a veteran. I lean towards the latter.”

Yun Yang had not phrased his question clearly, but Shui Wuyin knew well who and what he was referring to.

”Why do you believe so?” Yun Yang questioned.

”I believe Supreme Cloud can see that this person is an expert.”

Shui Wuyin’s eyes were glinting with a sharp sparkle. ”I can feel his immensely grand aura akin to a mountain; the mountain has to be an iceberg, one that is icy and chilling to the bones.”

”This person’s cultivation base is higher than anyone that I’ve ever met.”

Shui Wuyin’s voice was raspy, he spoke extremely slowly but with exceptional brevity.

”Although our game today has been planned, nothing is set yet; it can still be chalked up as coincidence. If such an expert has come with an ulterior motive, we can still force his hand.”