Returning to his own courtyard, Song Qingshu saw that the room was pitch black. He stepped forward and reached out to push the door open. "Big beauties, little beauties, did you miss me?"
"Whoosh!" Song Qingshu quickly dodged and looked at the Golden Snake Awl between his fingers. He could not help but smile bitterly and said, "Forget it, you guys rest. I'll just find a place to sleep outside."
Leaning on the branch of a big tree in the courtyard, Song Qingshu was very depressed. "One monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, three monks have no water to drink … Now I can't even have a wife, how am I going to have a harem in the future …"
"Who is it?" A pair of patrolling guards happened to see a shadow on the tree. They were shocked and pulled out their swords to ask.
Song Qingshu poked his head out and said, "Don't make a fuss, it's me. Recently, the palace has not been peaceful. From now on, I will stand on a high place to monitor the palace to see if there are any abnormalities. You guys patrol as usual, no need to inform me, lest you expose me. "
"Lord Song is really a role model for our generation!" The guards gave him a thumbs up and smiled flatteringly.
After the guards left, Song Qingshu immediately lay down on the tree and moved the nearby branches in front of him to cover his body. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. "What the hell, who would have the time to guard Kangxi's house in the middle of the night? I'm not a Husky."
The next day, at dawn, Song Qingshu heard the sound of the door opening from below. He woke up in a daze and saw the two girls in the courtyard starting to freshen up. He quickly jumped down from the tree.
"Morning!" Song Qingshu moved his shoulders and said with a grin.
"Morning," Xia Qingqing replied faintly. Suddenly, her expression turned into a faint smile. "Did you sleep well last night, Gongzi?"
"Not bad, not bad. The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. It has a unique flavor." Song Qingshu laughed.
Li Yuanzhi couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Last night, we heard a loud bang. I don't know what fell from the tree."
"Did it? Why didn't I hear it? " Song Qingshu said awkwardly, "By the way, I'm going to the commander of the army to see if the hostages from those sects have been sent over. I'll leave first. I can't talk to you anymore." With that, he hurriedly fled.
Not long after he ran out of the door, he heard a giggle coming from behind him. Song Qingshu could not help but stop and rub his butt. He took a deep breath and said, "Yesterday's fall was so f * cking painful. I wonder how Xiao Long Nu managed to sleep on a rope."
Arriving at the Heroic Martial Gate, Song Qingshu picked up a cup of herbal tea and rinsed his mouth. After that, Song Qingshu told the guard the reason for his visit, and the guard immediately invited the Army Commander over.
"So it's Lord Song." The commander of the guards came out to greet him enthusiastically. Although his official position and power were higher than Song Qingshu's, he knew that Song Qingshu was now the emperor's favorite. He had also learned from other channels that Song Qingshu was about to establish a 'sticking stick office', so he didn't dare to slight him.
"Greetings, Lord Commander." Song Qing Shu's eyes lit up.
He bowed and asked, "I wonder how many disciples have come to register?"
"According to the name list, there should have been 103 people." The commander of the guards flipped open a name list. "But it's not the deadline to report yet, so only about 30 people have arrived."
"Only 30 people?" Song Qingshu was slightly disappointed, but thinking that it was barely enough, his mood improved a little. "If I take them away now, does Lord Commander have any objections?"
"Of course not. The emperor has ordered us to do our best to cooperate with Lord Song. If Lord Song needs anything, just say it." The commander of the guards patted his chest and said.
"Not for the time being. If there is a need, I will trouble Lord Commander." After bidding farewell to the guards, Song Qingshu sighed in his heart. Power was indeed a good thing.
However, when he saw the thirty or so subordinates under him, Song QingShu could no longer laugh.
"What a group of ugly people!" Song Qingshu lamented in his heart. He pointed at the group of people in front of him, his whole body trembling.
"Is there no one else in your respective sects? This one is as fat as a pig, and this one … is actually a hunchback. And you, you are even more ridiculous. You have only one arm. Do you think you are Yang Guo … "
The people he pointed out hurriedly nodded and bowed. "Milord, please calm down. The rest of our sects are eager to enter the palace to serve, but the court's edict clearly states that the sons of the heads of the sects are to be recruited into the capital. Those who do not have children are to send their nephews. Those who do not have nephews are to send their second-generation chief disciples. Our sects are all strictly following the court's orders. I hope that milord will understand."
Looking at this group of people with different appearances, Song Qingshu couldn't help but think of the maids of Mister Emptiness in "Journey to the West Conquers the Demons" — damn, they were all rotten onions!
Fiercely spitting, Song Qingshu turned around. "You, you, you, and you … step forward."
The people he had pointed out looked at each other and unwillingly stepped forward.
One of them had an elegant appearance, one was handsome, and the last one was masculine and powerful, a tough guy. The other two were a pair of twins, and they also had an intimidating aura.
Song Qingshu nodded and said, "At least there are some decent seedlings. Which sects are you from? Introduce your martial arts. "
"I am Chen Ke from Penglai Sect. I am quite familiar with the Penglai Sword Technique." The elegant man said.
"I am Tong Yu from Flying Crane Sect. I specialize in the Judge's Brush Pressure Point Technique." The handsome young man said.
"I am Ma Lai from Divine Fist Sect. My palm technique is passable." The muscular man opened his mouth and spoke with a loud voice.
"We brothers are from Iron Palm Sect. We practice the Iron Palm Technique." The other pair of twins said.
"What kind of experts can these third-rate sects have?" Song Qingshu didn't care and casually replied, "Since that's the case, how can you tell whether I am male or female?
Since that's the case, the few of you will be in charge of training the others. When everyone is here, I will train all of you together. " At this moment, Song Qingshu had been thinking about the battle of the full moon in a few days. Seeing that this group of people was too mixed, he couldn't be bothered to deal with them. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
"Sir, are we going to stay here from now on?" Chen Ke hesitated for a moment before asking.
"Yes. During this period of time, you will stay in this training ground and train. The eunuchs will arrange your accommodation and food. Remember, you are not allowed to go north of the Gate of Heavenly Purity. If you enter the inner palace, you will be punished with death." For some reason, Song Qingshu suddenly wanted to see Dongfang Bubai. After answering, he walked towards Dongfang Bubai's residence.
Thinking of Eunuch Sunflower calling her an Dongfang girl, and then thinking of the soft and plump feeling in his hand that night, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel puzzled. It seemed that Dongfang Bubai had become a woman. He just didn't know if it was because the Sunflower Treasure Book was too magical and caused men to change their gender, or if Dongfang Bubai was originally a woman.
When he got close, Song Qingshu could feel the terrifying aura in the courtyard from afar. He couldn't help but hesitate for a moment. "After fighting with her that night, she must already be suspicious of me. If she finds out later, as the saying goes, a tiger's butt can't be touched. Thinking about what I did that night, she'll definitely kill me."
"Sir Song, why have you come to visit Dongfang so early in the morning?" A faint voice came from inside the house.
Hearing the deep male voice, Song Qingshu was puzzled again. "If I'm going to die, then so be it. I'll take a gamble." Having made up his mind, Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and asked, "I, Song Mou, would like to know if Sect Master Dongfang is a man or a woman?"
"What?!" The voice was filled with anger. A red figure shot out of the house and stopped in front of Song Qingshu, staring at him with a sharp gaze. "Say that again?"
Song Qingshu's entire body was covered with energy, and he was secretly on guard. "Earlier, Patriarch Sunflower told Song Mou that Sect Master Dongfang is a woman. Song Mou was a little shocked, so I came here to verify it."
"Song Qingshu, are you sure that I won't waste my energy on you because I'm about to fight Old Man Feng?" Dongfang Bubai sneered.
"I wouldn't dare." Song Qingshu secretly wiped the sweat off his forehead. "But Sect Master is a smart man. Of course he would know what to do."
"Sir Song, I know that your power has increased a lot recently, but don't you think you're overestimating your own abilities? Even if I take your life, it won't affect the competition later." Dongfang Bubai sneered.
"Song Mou's power may be low, but I've never been one to belittle myself." Song Qingshu smiled calmly. "If Sect Master is as confident as you say, he would have made his move long ago."
Dongfang Bubai was shocked when he saw that although Song Qingshu was standing in front of him obediently, his body always moved slowly according to his Qi, turning many of his hidden attacks into nothing. 'If I want to win, I'm afraid I'll have to spend a lot of effort.' Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly.
'Can you tell whether I'm a man or a woman?'
Dongfang Bubai retracted his force and stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at the morning sun in the distance and said flatly, "What does it matter to Sir Song whether I'm a man or a woman?"
Song Qingshu had always thought that Dongfang Bubai was a perverted transvestite. The death of a monster that was neither male nor female would purify the environment. That was why on Mount Hua, he did not hesitate to tell Feng Qingyang about Dongfang Bubai's martial arts and some of the characteristics of his attacks.
Feng Qingyang should not be underestimated. To elites at their level, Feng Qingyang could already obtain enough information from Song Qingshu's words. He knew his enemy as well as himself. On the other hand, Dongfang Bubai knew nothing about Feng Qingyang's martial arts. He could only make guesses based on some rumors in the world of martial artists. If they truly fought against each other, he might suffer a great loss.
When he learned that Dongfang Bubai might be a girl, Song Qingshu's stance was instantly shaken. He did not know why, but he instinctively did not want any misfortune to befall the female version of Dongfang Bubai. Perhaps it was because of the influence of the movies and dramas in his previous life, or perhaps it was because of the softness in his hands that night that he could not bear to part with …
Of course, Song Qingshu did not dare to tell Dongfang Bubai all of this. He could only reply, "If you're a man, Song Mou will turn around and leave. I don't dare to continue disturbing you while you train. If you're a woman, Song Mou has something to tell you. It concerns the success or failure of the battle under the full moon."
Song Qingshu was certain that if Dongfang Bubai was a man or a transvestite, with his arrogant personality, he would definitely find it beneath him to lie just to listen to his words.
"Tell me about it." Dongfang Bubai did not admit it, but he did not deny it either. Not a single hint of emotion could be seen on his pretty face, which was hard to tell if it was a man or a transvestite. Chapter 111: A Trick in the Bet
Translator: Transn Editor: Transn Song Qingshu rejoiced in his heart. It seemed that Dongfang Bubai was not completely confident in the battle under the full moon. Otherwise, he would not have been so easily tricked into revealing his true gender.
After sorting out his thoughts, Song Qingshu opened his mouth and said, "Feng Qingyang's famous ultimate skill was the Nine Swords Beyond the Swords. But now, none of his moves are from the Nine Swords Beyond the Swords … Miss Dongfang, that's all Song Mou has to say. I'll take my leave now."
After sending off Song Qingshu with his eyes, Dongfang Bubai's expression changed. He raised his head to look at the sky and seemed to be deep in thought. "Winning with no moves?"
Song Qingshu did not feel that his actions had harmed Feng Qingyang's suspicions. Experts of this level should have a fair duel to begin with. He was only bringing the two of them back to the same starting point.
After a few days of eating and sleeping outdoors in the trees, the night of the full moon finally arrived for Song Qingshu. He looked at the two women who had already disguised themselves as imperial guards and could not help but exhort, "The two of you are too handsome and too eye-catching. Follow behind me and try not to speak. Otherwise, if people hear your voices, it will be very difficult for them not to be suspicious. "
Xia Qingqing had a lot on her mind and nodded casually. Li Yuanzhi, on the other hand, suppressed the excitement in her heart and nodded vigorously.
Noticing the excitement in Li Yuanzhi's eyes, Song Qingshu could not help but sigh in his heart. "What a carefree young lady …"
These few days, Doron and Song Qingshu had been extremely busy. Today was the day of the duel. The two of them had stationed a large number of troops at each of the palace gates and increased the number of patrolling guards by several times.
"Brother Song!" In the distance, Doron's eyes lit up when he saw Song Qingshu. He hurriedly pulled him to the side and looked around furtively. He lowered his voice and asked, "Who do you think has a higher chance of winning tonight's duel?"
Song Qingshu looked at him in astonishment. "Both of them are peerless experts. No one can guess before they fight."
Doron chuckled and said, "Brother Song, we are all on the same side. Let me show you a way to get rich."
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly asked, "I hope Elder Brother Doron can give me some pointers."
Doron looked around again to make sure that no one was eavesdropping. He then said, "Although Sect Leader Dongfang is publicly recognized as the number one expert of the Great Qing Dynasty, the martial arts in our Great Qing Dynasty are relatively sparse. The people of the martial arts world in other countries will think that Sect Leader Dongfang does not live up to his name."
"But Feng Qingyang is different. He became famous earlier. Decades ago, he was a legend in the Central Plains where martial arts were flourishing. Therefore, many people in the martial arts world believe that Feng Qingyang will win."
"The bankers in the capital have long seen the business opportunity and have set up bets for the two of them. Those who bet on Feng Qingyang's victory will pay two to one, and those who bet on Sect Leader Dongfang's victory will pay three to one. If the two of them do not have a winner before dawn, even if it is a draw, those who bet on a draw will also pay three to one."
"Oh?" Song Qingshu's eyebrows twitched. He did not expect the ancient gambling industry to be so developed. He hurriedly asked, "Then which side will Elder Brother Doron bet on?"
"Hehe," Dolong smiled strangely, "Brother Song, this is the trick I was talking about in Chapter 111 of the gambling house
Song Qingshu rejoiced in his heart. It seemed that Dongfang Bubai did not have full confidence in the battle on the night of the full moon. Otherwise, he would not have been so easily tricked into revealing his true gender.
After organizing his thoughts, Song Qingshu opened his mouth and said, "Feng Qingyang's famous ultimate skill was the Solitary Nine Swords. But now, none of his moves are from the Solitary Nine Swords … Miss Dongfang, Song Mou has nothing to say. I will take my leave now."
As he watched Song Qingshu leave, Dongfang Bubai's expression changed. He raised his head to look at the sky and seemed to be deep in thought. "Winning with no moves?"
Song Qingshu did not think that his actions would harm Feng Qingyang's reputation. Experts of this level should have a fair duel. He was only bringing the two of them back to the same starting point.
After a few days of eating and sleeping in the open on the trees, Song Qingshu finally waited for the night of the full moon. He looked at the two women who had already disguised themselves as the Imperial Guards and could not help but remind them, "You two are too handsome and too eye-catching. Follow behind me and try not to speak. Otherwise, if people hear your voices, it will be hard for them not to be suspicious. "
Xia Qingqing had a lot on her mind and nodded casually. Li Yuanzhi, on the other hand, suppressed the excitement in her heart and nodded vigorously.
Noticing the joy in Li Yuanzhi's eyes, compared to Xia Qingqing's troubled look, Song Qingshu could not help but sigh in his heart. "What a carefree young girl …"
These few days, Dolong and Song Qingshu were extremely busy. Today was the day of the duel. The two of them had stationed a large number of troops at each palace gate and increased the number of patrolling guards by several times.
"Brother Song!" In the distance, Dolong's eyes lit up when he saw Song Qingshu. He hurriedly pulled him to the side and looked around furtively. He lowered his voice and asked, "Who do you think has a higher chance of winning tonight's duel?"
Song Qingshu looked at him in shock. "Both of them are peerless experts. No one can guess before they fight."
Dolong chuckled and said, "Brother Song, we are all on the same side. Let me show you a way to get rich."
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly asked, "Brother Duo, please give me some pointers."
Dolong looked around again and made sure that no one was eavesdropping. He then said, "Although Sect Master Dongfang is recognized as the number one expert in the Great Qing Dynasty, martial arts in the Great Qing Dynasty are relatively sparse. People in the martial arts world of other countries will think that Sect Master Dongfang does not live up to his name."
"Feng Qingyang is different. He became famous earlier. Decades ago, he was a legend in the Central Plains where martial arts were flourishing. Therefore, many people in the martial arts world are optimistic that Feng Qingyang will win."
"The bankers in the capital have long seen the business opportunity and have opened bets for the two of them. Those who bet on Feng Qingyang's victory will pay two to one, and those who bet on Sect Master Dongfang's victory will pay three to one. If the two of them are not decided before dawn, even if it is a draw, those who bet on a draw will also pay three to one."
"Oh?" Song Qingshu's eyebrows twitched. He did not expect the ancient gambling industry to be so developed. He hurriedly asked, "Then which side will Brother Duo bet on?"
"Hehe," Dolong smiled strangely, "Brother Song, this is the trick I was talking about in Chapter 111 of the Gamble
Song Qingshu rejoiced in his heart. It seemed that Dongfang Bubai did not have full confidence in the battle under the full moon. Otherwise, he would not have been so easily tricked into revealing his true gender.
After sorting out his thoughts, Song Qingshu said, "Feng Qingyang's famous ultimate skill was the Solitary Nine Swords. But now, none of his moves are from the Solitary Nine Swords … Miss Dongfang, Song Mou has said all I have to say. I will take my leave now."
After watching Song Qingshu leave, Dongfang Bubai's expression changed. He raised his head to look at the sky and seemed to be deep in thought. "No move wins over a move?"
Song Qingshu did not feel that his actions were harmful to Feng Qingyang. Experts of this level should have a fair duel. He was only bringing the two of them back to the same starting point.
After a few days of eating and sleeping outdoors in the trees, the night of the full moon finally arrived for Song Qingshu. He looked at the two women who had already disguised themselves as imperial guards and could not help but exhort, "You two are too handsome and too eye-catching. Follow behind me and try not to speak. Otherwise, if people hear your voices, it will be difficult for them not to be suspicious. "
Xia Qingqing had a lot on her mind and nodded casually. Li Yuanzhi, on the other hand, suppressed the excitement in her heart and nodded vigorously.
Noticing the joy in Li Yuanzhi's eyes, Song Qingshu could not help but sigh in his heart. What a carefree young girl …
These few days, Dolong and Song Qingshu had been extremely busy. Today was the day of the duel. The two of them had stationed a large number of troops at each palace gate and increased the number of patrolling guards by several times.
"Brother Song!" In the distance, Dolong's eyes lit up when he saw Song Qingshu. He hurriedly pulled him to the side and looked around furtively. He lowered his voice and asked, "Who do you think has a higher chance of winning tonight's duel?"
Song Qingshu looked at him in astonishment. "Both of them are peerless experts. No one can guess before they fight."
Dolong chuckled and said, "Brother Song, we are all on the same side. Let me show you a way to get rich."
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly asked, "I hope Elder Brother Dolong can give me some pointers."
Dolong looked around again and made sure that no one was eavesdropping. He then said, "Although Sect Leader Dongfang is publicly recognized as the number one expert of the Great Qing Dynasty, martial arts in our Great Qing Dynasty are relatively sparse. The martial artists of other countries will think that Sect Leader Dongfang does not live up to his name."
"But Feng Qingyang is different. He became famous earlier. Decades ago, he was a legend in the Central Plains where martial arts were flourishing. Therefore, many people in the martial arts world think that Feng Qingyang will win."
"The bankers in the capital have long seen a business opportunity and have set up bets for the two of them. Those who bet on Feng Qingyang's victory will pay two to one, and those who bet on Sect Leader Dongfang's victory will pay three to one. If the two of them are unable to determine a winner before dawn, even if it is a draw, those who bet on a draw will also pay three to one."
"Oh?" Song Qingshu's eyebrows twitched. He did not expect the ancient gambling industry to be so developed. He hurriedly asked, "Then which side will Elder Brother Dolong bet on?"
"Hehe," Dolong smiled strangely, "Brother Song, this is the trick I was talking about in Chapter 111 of the gambling house
Song Qingshu rejoiced in his heart. It seemed that Dongfang Bubai did not have full confidence in the battle on the night of the full moon. Otherwise, he would not have been so easily tricked into revealing his true gender.
After organizing his thoughts, Song Qingshu opened his mouth and said, "Feng Qingyang's famous ultimate skill was the Solitary Nine Swords. But now, none of his moves are from the Solitary Nine Swords … Miss Dongfang, this is all Song Mou has to say. I will take my leave now."
After watching Song Qingshu leave, Dongfang Bubai's expression changed. He raised his head and looked at the sky. He seemed to be deep in thought. "Winning with no moves?"
Song Qingshu did not think that his actions would harm Feng Qingyang's reputation. Experts of this level should have a fair duel. He was only bringing the two of them back to the same starting point.
After a few days of eating and sleeping in the open on the trees, Song Qingshu finally waited for the night of the full moon. He looked at the two women who had already disguised themselves as the Imperial Guards and could not help but remind them, "You two are too handsome and too eye-catching. Follow behind me and try not to speak. Otherwise, if people hear your voices, it will be hard for them not to be suspicious. "
Xia Qingqing had a lot on her mind and nodded casually. Li Yuanzhi, on the other hand, suppressed the excitement in her heart and nodded vigorously.
Noticing the joy in Li Yuanzhi's eyes, compared to Xia Qingqing's troubled look, Song Qingshu could not help but sigh in his heart. "What a carefree girl …"
These few days, Doron and Song Qingshu were extremely busy. Today was the day of the duel. The two of them had sent a large number of troops to each palace gate and increased the number of patrolling guards by several times.
"Brother Song!" In the distance, Doron's eyes lit up when he saw Song Qingshu. He quickly pulled him to the side and looked around furtively. He lowered his voice and asked, "Who do you think has a higher chance of winning tonight's duel?"
Song Qingshu looked at him in shock. "Both of them are peerless experts. No one can guess before they fight."
Doron chuckled and said, "Brother Song, we are all on the same side. Let me show you a way to get rich."
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat and he quickly asked, "Brother Duo, please give me some pointers."
Doron looked around again and made sure that no one was eavesdropping. He then said, "Although Sect Master Dongfang is recognized as the number one expert in the Great Qing Dynasty, martial arts in the Great Qing Dynasty are relatively sparse. People in the martial arts world of other countries will think that Sect Master Dongfang does not live up to his name."
"Feng Qingyang is different. He became famous earlier. Decades ago, he was a legend in the Central Plains where martial arts were flourishing. Therefore, many people in the martial arts world are optimistic that Feng Qingyang will win."
"The bankers in the capital have long seen the business opportunity and have opened bets for the two of them. Those who bet on Feng Qingyang's victory will pay two to one, and those who bet on Sect Master Dongfang's victory will pay three to one. If the two of them do not decide the winner before dawn, even if it is a draw, those who bet on a draw will also pay three to one."
"Oh?" Song Qingshu's eyebrows twitched. He did not expect the ancient gambling industry to be so developed. He quickly asked, "Then which side will Brother Duo bet on?"
"Hehe," Dolong smiled strangely, "Brother Song, this is the trick I was talking about in Chapter 111 of the Gamble
Song Qingshu was extremely relieved. It seemed that Dongfang Bubai was not completely confident in the battle under the full moon. Otherwise, he would not have been so easily tricked into revealing his true gender.
After he sorted out his thoughts, Song Qingshu said, "Feng Qingyang's famous ultimate skill was the Solitary Nine Swords. But now, none of his moves are from the Solitary Nine Swords … Miss Dongfang, this is all Song Mou has to say. I will take my leave now."
After watching Song Qingshu leave, Dongfang Bubai's expression changed. He raised his head and looked at the sky. He seemed to be deep in thought. "Winning with no moves?"
Song Qingshu did not feel that his actions were harmful to Feng Qingyang. Experts of this level should have a fair duel. He was only bringing the two of them back to the same starting point.
After a few days of eating and sleeping in the open on the trees, the night of the full moon finally arrived. Looking at the two women who had already disguised themselves as imperial guards, Song Qingshu could not help but give them a reminder. "You two are too handsome and too eye-catching. Follow behind me and try not to speak. Otherwise, if people hear your voices, it will be difficult for them not to be suspicious. "
Xia Qingqing had a lot on her mind. She nodded casually. Li Yuanzhi, on the other hand, suppressed the excitement in her heart and nodded vigorously.
Noticing the joy in Li Yuanzhi's eyes, Song Qingshu could not help but sigh in his heart. What a carefree young girl …
These few days, Doron and Song Qingshu were extremely busy. Today was the day of the duel. The two of them had stationed a large number of troops at each palace gate and increased the number of patrolling guards by several times.
"Brother Song!" In the distance, Doron's eyes lit up when he saw Song Qingshu. He hurriedly pulled him to the side and looked around furtively. He lowered his voice and asked, "Who do you think has a higher chance of winning tonight's duel?"
Song Qingshu looked at him in shock. "Both of them are peerless experts. No one can guess before they fight."
Doron chuckled and said, "Brother Song, we are all on the same side. I will show you a way to get rich."
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly asked, "Brother Doron, please give me some pointers."
Doron looked around again. After confirming that no one was eavesdropping, he said, "Although Sect Leader Dongfang is publicly recognized as the number one expert of the Great Qing Dynasty, martial arts in our Great Qing Dynasty are relatively sparse. The martial artists of other countries will think that Sect Leader Dongfang does not live up to his name."
"Feng Qingyang is different. He became famous earlier. Decades ago, he was a legend in the Central Plains, where martial arts were flourishing. Therefore, many people in the martial arts world are optimistic that Feng Qingyang will win."
"The bankers in the capital have long seen the business opportunity and have set up bets for the two of them. Those who bet on Feng Qingyang's victory will pay two to one, and those who bet on Sect Leader Dongfang's victory will pay three to one. If the two of them are not decided before dawn, even if it is a draw, those who bet on a draw will also pay three to one."
"Oh?" Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows. He did not expect the ancient gambling industry to be so developed. He hurriedly asked, "Then which side will Brother Doron bet on?"
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