Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Five hundred million yuan was Ling Yun’s bottom line. He wouldn’t give any more leeway. Ling Yun was only letting them off easily because of their good attitude.
Ling Yun originally wanted each of them to leave a hand, erm… no, it was five hands and Zeng Yingying.
They couldn’t help but admit they were in the wrong. They had lost in someone else’s turf. Zeng Yingying paid Ling Yun two hundred million yuan, then Ling Yun forced her to write an IOU with her bloody handprint on it.
“Hmph! Be careful next time! I won’t make things easy for you!”
Zeng Yingying pointed her finger at Ling Yun without wiping the red off her hand.
“Anytime…” Ling Yun laughed carelessly. He put the IOU away and regretted his suggestion immediately. What was the use of a handprint? A lip print could have been so much more practical.
Zeng Yingying quickly ran over to where Ling Yun was sitting and flipped the tiles over.
“Oh my god, it’s the Three Great Scholars!” Zeng Yingying exclaimed in shock.
Zeng Yingying had her eyes on Ling Yun during the game, so she knew he didn’t cheat. He was just washing the tiles without any skill, yet he managed to get a Three Great Scholars and a Four Great Blessings!
What kind of gambling skill was that? Even her father, Zeng Liuzhi, wouldn’t be able to get one of those sets!
The other gambling masters felt a chill in their hearts. They finally understood what their master, Zeng Liuzhi, meant when he said there would always be someone better!
“We’ll keep to our word and pay you the remaining three hundred million yuan as soon as we can. Thank you for letting us off today!
“Let’s go!”
They gave Ling Yun a hold fist salute and pulled the shocked Zeng Yingying away.
Gong Hongguang sent them to the door cordially and watched until their car disappeared since he knew that they were the disciples of Zeng Liuzhi. He then returned back to the casino.
“Boss, you are superb! You are like a god! You’ll not only be the Gambling God in Hong Kong or Macau but probably Las Vegas too!” Gong Hongguang said with a face red from excitement. He had even arranged for someone to bring the one billion yuan check over and handed it respectfully to Ling Yun.
“Don’t worry, I’ll go try my hand when I have the opportunity…”
Ling Yun didn’t stand on ceremony either. He pocketed the one billion yuan check and grinned. “Gong Hongguang, I won this one billion yuan by myself, so I’ll be keeping it. However, I’ll hand this two hundred million yuan to your new boss. Let’s plug the gap for the time being. You all can handle the rest!”
Gong Hongguang was naturally gratefully. He viewed Ling Yun as a god-like existence now that he finally knew his methods.
Ling Yun didn’t stay any longer than necessary. Once everything was settled, he left with Tang Meng, Tie Xiaohu, and Abing.
“It seems like the top people at Qingyun Productions are still onto us, eh? They dare try to take revenge on us, Green Dragon. Alright, let’s show them who’s boss!” Ling Yun said after some thought.
Ling Yun was preparing to head to Beijing anyway. Would he leave them in peace now that he knew they were behind it all?
“Big Brother Yun, this might not matter much to you, but it would be something worth killing for if it was someone else…. They lost so much more this time. One billion yuan, hahaha! We scooped it all up!” Tang Meng chuckled.
“Abing, give the eighty million yuan that our brother lost back to them. Put the rest of the money into the main account of the Green Dragon Sect as development funds!” Ling Yun addressed Abing about the use of the funds.
“I understand, Big Brother Yun!”
Abing nodded respectfully. He finally understood why Tang Meng was so loyal to Ling Yun. There was never a moment he didn’t turn into his advantage!
Ling Yun nodded satisfactorily. “Send me back to Mansion Number One.”
After fifteen minutes, Ling Yun and Tie Xiaohu got out of the car. “Tang Meng, I’ll leave the matters of Big Sister Xu’s business to you. Just do what she wants, alright?”
Tang Meng responded with signs of happiness in his eyes.
Ling Yun knocked Tang Meng lightly. “Get back early and rest. I’ll have lunch with Uncle Song and the Lord of Jade tomorrow. Pick a good place for us. You three will follow me.”
Tang Meng and Abing left separately, while Ling Yun and Tie Xiaohu went into Mansion Number One. Ling Yun brought all the spirit stones out from the spatial ring, filling the house to the brim with spiritual energy.
“Let’s start cultivating!”
Ling Yun and Tie Xiaohu each found a place and sat in a lotus position.
The night passed uneventfully. Tang Meng and Abing each drove a car to fetch Song Zhengyang and Yu Shengjin separately. Ling Yun and Tie Xiaohu, on the other hand, reached the Dream Paradise Hotel early to wait for them.
All six of them were in a private room, having a good meal.
Ling Yun mentioned that he would like both of them to help Tang Meng in business. Song Zhengyang and Yu Shengjin both agreed readily.
There were heaps of people waiting to be friendly with Ling Yun. Only an idiot would reject his request.
Song Zhengyang pulled Ling Yun to the side when they were almost done with their food. “Hey, rascal. I say, what have you been up to these days?”
“What else can I be busy with? The college entrance examinations just ended,” Ling Yun said with a smile.
“I know you just finished your college entrance examinations, but can’t you come over to the Antique Market now that you’re done with all that?” Song Zhengyang scratched his head.
“What for?” Ling Yun had obtained all the spirit stones there were, what else would he go there for?
Song Zhengyang slapped his thigh hard. “Aiyo, how can you forget about the young lass, Murong?”
Murong Feixue?
Ling Yun had to admit, he did forget about her. However, he didn’t have that deep a connection with her. Moreover, most of the women around Ling Yun took the initiative to look for him. Ling Yun didn’t put her in his heart since she didn’t come looking for him.
“What happened to her?” Ling Yun asked, finding it funny that Song Zhengyang was more anxious than him.
“She’s so lost now without you. She can neither eat nor sleep without thinking about you. Also, Elder Murong has a treasure for you, do you want it or not?” Song Zhengyang lowered his voice to show the seriousness of the matter.
Ling Yun’s interest lay in the second half of his sentence.
“Uncle Song, do you know what treasure it is?” Ling Yun asked.
“I know, why else would I be so anxious? Didn’t Elder Murong and I step out for a bit when you were at Tianxi Pavilion the other day? We were discussing his gift for you. We have agreed to give you the heirloom of the Murong Family. Do you know how much effort it took me? Yet you simply forgot about it…”
Ling Yun scratched his head. He really forgot about this matter entirely.
“Uncle Song, I understand what you mean, but three weeks have passed since that matter. No one mentioned it. Grandpa Murong didn’t ask me to come over either. Won’t it be bad if I just show up?” he asked with a bitter laugh.
That would make it seem as though he was asking for his debt to be paid up. Ling Yun could do that to others, but he couldn’t do that to Elder Murong and Murong Feixue.
“I don’t know whether you’re smart or not. Why would I tell you something so big and important myself? Elder Murong came to me about it a couple of times already. He told me that I must get you there. If not, that beautiful Murong Feixue will become so thin that she will be unrecognizable!
“Anyway, I’ve given you the message. You decided what to do!”
Song Zhengyang went back into the room to make merry with the rest when he was done, leaving Ling Yun standing alone outside.
Ling Yun didn’t dare to leave things unsettled if that was the case. Ling Yun drove to the Antique Market after lunch.
He came to the Tianxi Pavilion and went up to the second floor directly. He knew instantly that only Murong Feixue was there due to his divine sense. She sat quietly in her office, her eyes red and filled with pain.
Ling Yun shook his head and knocked on her office door.
“Didn’t I say not to disturb me today? Find the manager for small matters and my grandpa for big matters!”
Murong Feixue wasn’t in a good mood, and she wasn’t about to let anyone in.
“I’m so sorry, my matter is neither big nor small, only you can resolve it!” Ling Yun’s voice came from the other side of the door.
Murong Feixue knew this voice all too well. She jumped up from her chair, her heart thumping like mad, her face flushed like a maiden!
“Wait a moment!”
Murong Feixue panicked. She didn’t think that Ling Yun would choose this time to come. Her eyes were red and puffy, and her face had tear streaks. Her makeup had all melted away. How ugly would she be to Ling Yun if she were to open the door now?
Murong Feixue dug into her bag and took out her portable makeup kit. She did some touch-ups quickly and stored everything away once she was satisfied with the results.
“Come in.” Her voice was now gentle and sweet.
