"What good stuff do you have? Take it out for a look? As long as I like it, it's not a problem to pawn it, "Yun Yang said.
…
A quarter of an hour later.
The man in white's expression darkened.
"I still have a piece of Stellar Steel here. Ten thousand silver taels should be no problem, right?"
"No problem."
…
An hour later.
The man in white stood in front of Yun Yang, gritting his teeth. "I'm not gambling anymore!"
"What the f * ck? That's more than thirty thousand silver taels! Boss, you've lost it all in less than two hours! I finally know why you lost four thousand silver taels in one go! "
Yun Yang shook his head and sighed, speaking earnestly, "I advise you not to gamble anymore. You're too focused on your gains and losses. You're not suited for gambling at all. A small gamble is good for the mood, but a large one is harmful to the body!"
The man in white kept quiet, the muscles on his cheeks twitching.
"… Farewell." He walked out step by step, each step seeming to carry the weight of a thousand catties.
"I say … if you're still unwilling to give up, I can pawn your sword as well." Yun Yang sighed slowly. "Still, you should leave …"
"You want my sword?" The man in white's right hand gripped the hilt, veins popping out.
"How is that what I want? It's not that I'm giving you another chance to win back your losses because you're unwilling to accept your loss. Forget it, forget it. You'd better leave quickly! "Yun Yang shook his head." I don't want to hurt you. "
The man in white had already made up his mind, striding back. "I'll pawn it to you!"
Yun Yang's eyes widened. "Brother, I was only joking with you just now. It's my fault for finding something to say. If you lose, this sword of yours will really be gone. I know what a martial artist's accompanying sword represents. Listen to my advice, don't gamble anymore. Gambling is like a pit; it's easy to get in, but it's not so easy to climb out. "
The man in white said coldly, "Say no more. I'm only asking you, do you accept it or not?"
Yun Yang replied, "Of course I do! Brother, your sword looks extraordinary. I'm willing to pay twenty thousand silver taels as a pawn. I can redeem it anytime. What do you think? "
The white-robed man's face turned green. "What did you say? This sword of mine can't be bought even with a hundred thousand profound stones, and you're giving me twenty thousand taels of silver as collateral? "
Yun Yang pursed his lips and said, "Your sword is worth a hundred thousand mystical stones just because you say it's worth a hundred thousand mystical stones? Even if he sold the entire casino, it would probably be around this amount, right? You think a sword is worth it? Why don't you just rob someone? You're the one who needs my help right now, okay? Let alone twenty thousand, even if it's … hmm, alright, alright … "
Yun Yang said helplessly, "How about this? I can appraise your sword for a hundred thousand silver taels, but I can only give you twenty thousand each time. And only four times. On the fifth time, although I'll still give you twenty thousand taels of silver, you're not allowed to gamble anymore. You can just take the twenty thousand taels of silver and leave. This way, you'll be able to live for a period of time, and you'll have a chance to make a comeback. If you agree, we'll do it this way. If you don't, you can just take your sword and leave! "
The white-robed man's face darkened. He clearly knew that the fellow in front of him was leading him step by step into the abyss, but he still had to say, "Thank you."
This feeling was f * cking disgusting!
I've only pawned a hundred thousand silver taels of a sword that's worth tens of millions of silver taels, and I've only been given a base of twenty thousand taels of silver. Now that I've arrived, I still have to say thank you!
The white-robed man entered the casino once again with an emotion that even he himself found unbelievable.
A moment later.
"Give me another twenty thousand."
Another moment.
"Give me another twenty thousand."
Another moment.
"Give me another twenty thousand."
About a quarter of an hour later.
The man in white stood in front of Yun Yang in a daze, his face drained of color and bewilderment.
He could clearly hear the number of points. There was absolutely no mistake about this, and there was no room for doubt.
The number that was shaken was the number that he had heard. Throughout the entire process, no one had used mystical Qi to play any tricks.
If someone had really played a trick, he would have been able to sense it, even if it was someone at Ling Xiaozui's level!
Even if he could not sense it once or twice, he would not have made such a mistake after so many times!
Yet, why … why did he keep losing?
He kept losing, losing with a single push!
No matter how confident he was, he kept losing.
He kept losing all the way to the end, to the very end, to the very end!
When he came, he was poor as well, but he still had fifty silver taels with him.
But now, in less than two hours, not only had he pawned all his belongings, jade pendants, and rare metals, he still owed a huge debt of two hundred thousand taels of silver!
Even his sword had fallen into someone else's hands.
Not to mention that the debt he owed was still generating interest in an unimaginable way.
Not to mention, if he were to come here at this time tomorrow, the two hundred thousand silver taels of debt would rise to at least two hundred and fifty thousand! In just half a month's time, it would be absolutely impossible for him to redeem all his belongings!
Due to the compounding interest, the total debt by then would be an astronomical figure that he would not be able to repay even if he were to go bankrupt for ten lifetimes.
"Lost again?" Yun Yang looked at the white-robed man sympathetically. "Your luck … really … Why don't you take these twenty thousand silver taels and leave? Come back tomorrow to try your luck? It looks like it's not a good time to gamble today, there's no hope for you to recoup your losses. "
The white-robed man was taken aback. Come back tomorrow?
Come back tomorrow?
Suddenly, the white-robed man looked at the gambling tables that were in the midst of a racket and a sense of fear rose within him out of nowhere. He felt that these gambling tables were like a giant mouth!
Once he got close, it would swallow him whole, skin and bones!
"I …" The white-robed man clutched the twenty thousand silver taels in his hand, only feeling bitterness in his mouth.
At this moment, he hated King Qinguang to the core.
He had never hated this fellow as much as he did now!
He was living a good life, roaming the world and laughing proudly in the martial world. Who could do anything to him? Yet this bastard had accepted someone's commission and started to hunt him down. He had run thirty thousand miles, chasing him all the way.
He had chased him from Yutang's border to Dayuan, then from Dayuan to the grassland. Yet, he did not stop, chasing him all the way to Tiantang City …
He had finally managed to shake off his pursuer for the time being, but he had realized miserably that he was only left with fifty silver taels out of the hundreds of thousands of silver taels he had brought with him to buy medicine, pills, information, and treatment.
He had come here to try his luck, to ease the pressure on his silver taels, but more importantly, he wanted to use the pleasure of winning to dispel the frustration he had been feeling all this while. How could he have any more expectations for a gamble like this that had already been decided? How could he have known that the outcome of this gamble was not within his expectations? The result of this gamble was only to pile up his debt!
How could the white-robed man not blame First Court King Qinguang?
If you hadn't chased me, would I have come here?
If you hadn't chased me, would I have run out of money?
If you hadn't chased me, would I have been forced to gamble?
If you hadn't chased me, would I have ended up like this? Even my sword has become someone else's?
And I'm in a huge debt?
A debt that I might not be able to clear in my entire life!
"First Court King Qinguang! You and I are irreconcilable! " Absolutely irreconcilable! "The white-clothed man gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.
Looking at the white-robed man walking out with a pale face, Yun Yang called out to him, "Brother."
The white-robed man turned to see Yun Yang's sincere smile. "Is there anything else?"
Yun Yang held up his sword with both hands. "I'll lend this sword to you for now. It's necessary for a cultivator to have a sword by his side. It'll be a pity if I don't have a suitable weapon. I was only joking with you earlier. "
"…"
The white-robed man felt a sudden surge of emotion.
He was touched.
"Why?" His gaze towards Yun Yang was filled with longing, but he did not extend his hand to take the sword, even though his gaze was already brimming with longing.
"Only with one's weapon is a martial artist's life."
Yun Yang said faintly, "You've borrowed money from me and lost it to my casino. From a certain perspective, I don't have any losses. I won't use your sword anyway. No matter how valuable your sword is, it won't be reflected in my hands. Let's just treat it as making a friend. "
"Since you're short of silver coins, I'll sponsor you. Consider it a form of goodwill."
"We're all martial artists. Who knows who'll need who in the future?" Yun Yang said warmly, "Who knows, I might need your help in the future. Take it."
The white-robed man looked at him meaningfully and said, "If so, thank you."
He received his sword rather excitedly and said, "Young master, I owe you a favor today. If there's a chance in the future, I can promise you to do something for you. "
He said seriously, "This is my promise!"
When he said this, his heart was filled with gratitude.
"Do something for me?" Yun Yang smiled. "What is it?"
The white-robed man said seriously, "It can be anything!"
Yun Yang clapped his hands and said, "Anything? That's great! Since it can be anything, there's no need to wait for the future. I happen to need someone's help with something right now. "
"…"
The man in white stared at Yun Yang in bewilderment, overwhelmed by both joy and sorrow. He could vaguely feel that he had yet to jump out of a pit completely, but he had already turned around and jumped into another, bigger pit without any hesitation at all.
However, words were spoken. He could not go back on his word at this juncture. The white-robed man gripped his sword tightly, actually feeling that the treasured sword that had followed him for so many years was burning his hand. He asked with a dark expression, "What is it?"
"You weren't just going to talk about it just now, were you? Alright, alright, I won't ask for your help for free. As long as you're done with this, not only your sword, but all the debts here will all be written off! "
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