970 A Small Bet is Fun (1/2)

”What? Ten times better than my woodcarving? Idiot! Do you think that any other crappy piece of wood can be compared to mine?”

Umekawa Shichijiro shouted at the top of his lungs, ”My rare Phoenix Eye Agarwood! No one had even heard of it! You're just another Chinese kid! How could you possibly have something ten times better? Do you think that I'm just a three-year-old kid?”

The group of antiquarians followed his lead.

”That's right! Phoenix Eye Agarwood is second to none! It's an extremely rare item!”

”A Phoenix Eye Agarwood this old is even more uncommon!”

”More than a thousand-year-old Phoenix Eye Agarwood! It would take Mr. Amasa a whole lot to get it much less a kid like you!”

”I take it back. This kid is not arrogant or trying to act tough, he is insane! He makes such illogical and outrageous statements! Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe him!”

The crowd grew even more contemptuous toward Chen Xiaobei. They looked at Chen Xiaobei as if he was retarded.

”Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe it?” Chen Xiaobei smirked. ”That means none of you, including Mr. Amasa doesn't believe me, right?”

”Oh, cut the crap! Even a fool wouldn't believe you!”

Umekawa Shichijiro was the first to interject.

Amasa Hiko nodded in consent.

”Alright! Since none of you believe me, let's make a bet. In one hour, my men will send my Phoenix Eye Agarwood sculpture here! Not only is it ten times better than Umekawa Shichijiro's, it is also very much older!”

Chen Xiaobei squinted and said, ”All of you will have to pay me one Spiritual Stone each! If it were not, I will not leave Japan like what Umekawa Shichijiro had said! You can do whatever you want to me! You can hit me or even kill me!”

Asama Yuki started to fret, ”Mr. Chen! Please don't make this bet! If you lose, Umekawa Shichijiro will not spare you!”

Even though this girl did not like Chen Xiaobei anymore, she was still soft-hearted.

She doubted that Chen Xiaobei would be able to proffer something superior. If he loses, Umekawa would not spare Chen Xiaobei and finish him off!

”Yuki! This is between us men! Stay out of this! A man is only as good as his words!”

Umekawa Shichijiro did not give Chen Xiaobei the chance to back out.

”I accept the bet! I'll call my men to bring the Spiritual Stones and knives here! If you win. I will present the stones to you with both hands! But if you lose, you must perform Seppuku! Hehe…”

Umekawa Shichijiro laughed.

”Grandfather! Don't let them bet on such a big sum! After all, Chen Xiaobei had saved me once!” Asama Yuki pleaded.

Amasa Hiko nodded and said, ”Mr. Chen, I will give you one more chance to take back what you said! I will pretend that you didn't say that. I will still issue the cheque to you and I will guarantee that your stay in Japan will be peaceful!”

”No! I won't!” Chen Xiaobei was resolute. ”Ladies and gentlemen, if anyone wants to take a stab or two with me, you are welcome to join the bet! After all, none of you believe that I would win. You don't miss out on this golden opportunity to torture me!”

”What a fool! I will also make a bet with you!”

Amasa Hiko was an influential individual in Japan. He was generous enough to give Chen Xiaobei a chance to back out. But Chen Xiaobei refused it. Naturally, he wanted to teach Chen Xiaobei a lesson.

”I'm in too! I want to place a bet…”

Right after, Amasa Hiko spoke up—the other antiquarians followed his lead, eager to punish Chen Xiaobei!

Upon seeing that, Asama Yuki sighed.

”Mr. Chen, since you insist, I can't help you anymore!”

Chen Xiaobei was delighted. ”Since everyone wants to place a bet, send your Spiritual Stones over! Of course, you can let Mr. Amasa pay upfront on your behalf. There are only ten of you—that's nothing to him!”

Amasa Hiko said frostily, ”If you can show us the woodcarving, I will be more than willing to give you the Spiritual Stones. If you can't don't blame me for being unsympathetic!”