Everyone in the hall was watching the commotion. They were also curious about the identity of this self-proclaimed King, and wanted to know whether Peng Jia, a Sengoku Viscount, could get back the resources that Yue Jinghong had lost, worth hundreds of millions of yuan, from this swindler. Novel {}
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But no one thought that while the two sides were confronting each other, Gu Qingfeng would unscrupulously flirt with Lin Xianger.
Almost everyone who was familiar with Lin Xianger knew that, in the face of flirting, Sister Xianger would never get angry, but she would also not respond. At most, she would just laugh it off. What surprised everyone was that, in the face of the swindler's flirting, Sister Xianger not only responded, but also called the swindler 'King'.
Sister Xianger wouldn't believe this swindler, would she?
No.
Impossible.
Sister Xianger was not a fool. She should also be teasing this swindler, right?
However.
Even if Sister Xianger teased him, in many people's eyes, it was also a rare honor.
On the high platform.
Lin Xianger leaned sideways, lazily sitting on a soft chair, slightly tilted her head, holding a glass of wine, and a smile that was not a smile hung on her charming face. Looking at Gu Qingfeng in the attic, she said softly, "The King asked Xianger to play, and Xianger dared not disobey, but... Today Xianger is a little tired. If the King is willing, how about playing a song for the King alone in the evening after Xianger bathes and changes clothes?"
As her voice fell, the lively hall suddenly became quiet.
Many people wondered if they had heard wrong.
Sister Xianger what?
Let this swindler send her back?
And play a song for him alone after bathing and changing clothes?
Ah!
This can't be true, right?
What's wrong with Sister Xianger?
If she was just teasing this guy for calling himself the King, wasn't it too much?
No one knew.
No one knew what Sister Xiang 'er wanted to do. Even Elder Wei and Commandery Princess Tang Manqing in the attic were looking at her in surprise.
"Is there such a good thing?"
In the attic, Gu Qingfeng laughed heartily and said, "That would be great." He raised his head and drained the cup of wine in one gulp. Then, he stood up and stretched his body. He yawned and said, "I'm also a little tired after being drunk by you."
"Young Master, do you want to go back and rest?"
Féquy asked respectfully.
"Go back?" After Gu Qingfeng finished eating the fruits on the plate, he looked at the sky and saw that it was only noon. He said, "Why are we going back now? Sleep? I've slept for a few years, and I really don't want to sleep anymore. But what can I do if I don't sleep? I'm Féquy, you've been here for a few years, and it seems like you're a regular here. Is there any other entertainment in this villa? "
Gu Qingfeng's words caused everyone present to be in disbelief.
Everyone knew that Peng Jia came for him this time, but he didn't seem to care at all. Just now, he not only flirted with Sister Xianger, but now he wanted to find other entertainment? Could it be that this fellow did not put Peng Jia in his eyes at all?
Everyone wanted to know the answer, especially Tang Man-ching and Elder Wei.
"There are gambling houses in the villa. Young Master, if you want to have some fun, why don't you go to the gambling house?"
"Still gambling?"
Gu Qingfeng rubbed his chin and seemed to be hesitating. Then, he shook his head and said, "No, I don't have any opponents. It's boring."
These words sounded somewhat laughable to everyone present.
What did he mean by no opponents?
It was boring?
Was he called the God of Gambling?
What a joke.
Gambling? What was gambling?
Tai Chi Change, also known as Mysterious Change.
However, everyone knew that this thing relied 30% on luck, 30% on comprehension, and 30% on deduction. It had nothing to do with the level of one's cultivation, nor did it have anything to do with one's fortune. No one dared to say that they had a 100% chance of winning. Even True Immortals didn't have this ability.
"Haha, what a boastful tone!"
Peng Jia sneered and said, "Since you claim to have no opponents, your gambling skills must be unparalleled, right?"
"Of course." Gu Qingfeng walked down from the attic and said, "I've gambled all my life, and I've never lost. Whether it's the immortal masters of the Ninth Heaven or the devil masters of the Ninth Underworld, I've always won!"
Perhaps he felt that Gu Qingfeng's bragging was too much, but the muscles at the corner of Elder Wei's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Even the Tang Man-ching in the attic couldn't bear to look at him. Shui 'er even said with disdain, "This guy's bragging is really shocking! Immortal masters of the Ninth Heaven and devil masters of the Ninth Underworld, how shameless! "
At this moment, Gu Qingfeng had already walked to the hall and sat down. Féquy hurriedly poured him a cup of wine.
Peng Jia said, "In that case, I'd like to experience your unparalleled gambling skills!"
"Forget about it." Gu Qingfeng crossed his legs and said casually, "I'm not short of money now. I won a lot yesterday, enough to spend for ten to fifteen months. Moreover, it's really meaningless to gamble with you guys. Most importantly, you can't afford to play, and you can't afford to lose. You want to f * cking take back your money after winning it?"
"Haha!" Peng Jia stared at Gu Qingfeng and said coldly, "You must have misunderstood. I'm not here to take back my gambling money from yesterday. I just heard that your gambling skills are particularly good, so I'd like to experience it. That's all."
"Come on, why are you talking about this nonsense? You don't know my identity, so you don't dare to blindly make a move. If you knew my identity, I'm afraid you wouldn't be talking nonsense here, right?"
"Oh?"
Perhaps he didn't expect Gu Qingfeng to see through his thoughts, so Peng Jia was stunned and confused for a moment.
"I've already told you my identity. My surname is Gu, my name is Lang, and my Taoist name is Chi Xiao. If you believe me, then believe me. If you don't believe me, then forget it. But … I don't mind telling you one thing. I'll definitely not give you my gambling money from yesterday. If you don't accept it, let's fight according to the rules of the Jianghu.
If Gu Qingfeng wanted to have some fun just now, which made the others not dare to believe him, then when he stood up for a fight, it made them doubt their lives.
That was indeed the case.
Because everyone was able to discern that he didn't possess any cultivation at all, nor did he possess any fortune. Moreover, his body was extremely weak. Even then, he actually intended to take a stance and fight? What did he have to fight with Peng Jia? Peng Jia was the Viscount of Sengoku and a direct disciple of a large sect. He had more than a hundred Nature Spirit Creations and the Great Sunlight Dharma Form that everyone feared.
He didn't have anything he wanted, so what did he have to fight with Peng Jia?
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