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“That’s actually a good way to think about it.” After the beautiful youngster heard all of Helian Wei Wei’s plans, the canines at the corners of his mouth were exposed.
Wei Wei smilingly watched at him, as if she’s waiting for him to make a decision.
That beautiful youngster lifted his brows, and sized her up with a glance, after which he said. “Guards listen to my command, coordinate with this person’s operation. This young master want to set up my own gambling joint.”
Just like that, on the next day, Armament City welcomed its biggest large scale gambling joint.
The gambling joint was set up next to the armament convention. Armament Masters continuously entered the venue. The gambling stakes outside became bigger and bigger, filled to the point of bursting. One after another, people placed bets on Helian Jiao Er’s success.
A horse carriage ran over the dark colored ground. A very low-keyed yet luxurious silver white color was used on the wheels. It stopped by the roadside just like that and appeared to possess every bit of grace and elegance.
“Master.” The carriage driver’s voice was very deep. His handsome face was exposed beneath the sunshine. Upon careful observation, his hair surprisingly contained a trace of red. Even his pupil, when he looked down, apparently also shined with a red light. “We’ve arrived.”
“Enter.”
It was but one short word, yet it projected a kind of ice-coldness that’s difficult to withstand.
Isolated by the curtains, no one knew who sat inside the horse carriage, and was only able to vaguely make out a tall silhouette. His slender fingers were calmly turning the ring on his finger, replete with the essence of self-restraint. “Horsekeeper, bow your head .”
The thin lips curved up and respectfully answered. “Yes.”
Inside the compound, Wei Wei, dressed in men’s clothing, extended her hand to prop up her chin, even as her fingers were playing with the paper fan in the hollow of her palm. The more people placed their bets on Helian Jiao Er, the more the smile at the ends of her mouth became wider. “This time, I can actually profit savagely in one stroke.”
Hearing that, the white cat very much disapproved, but he couldn’t help admiring this girl’s knack for making money.
“It looks like escaping from White Academy this time really was the right decision.” Wei Wei’s pair of slender legs were slightly elevated. Without anything to restrict her whatsoever, she looked even more at ease and dashing compared to the time at the capital. Her curved thin lips overflowing with devilishness. “Not even one person placed a bet on me winning. Little White, you go take these one hundred taels of silver and bet them on me. The more we bet, the more we’ll win.”
“I repeat, I can’t transform into human shape. How can I go?” The white cat coldly raised its eyebrows.
Wei Wei laughed shrewdly. “Just now, I even saw a black flying horse helping its master choose sides. There seemed to be lots of spirit beasts at this place.”
“That’s because the world’s top Armament Masters are here.” The white cat calmly glanced at her. “Therefore, when it’s time for the competition in a moment, you must be careful.”
Wei Wei blinked and didn’t say anything more.
At a place not far away, a pair of enigmatic eyes occupying the high ground watched the master and servant whispering to one another downstairs as a trace of light streaked through them.
The young man was very well built, with a pair of long and slender yet powerful legs, and a tall and straight upper body wearing white fluttering clothes. He only peacefully sat there, yet emanated an imposing manner that pressured people.
He held a cup of tea in his hand. The fingertips carelessly placed at the edge of the cup added a powerful effect. Those sexy lips wasn’t tainted and he looked like a celestial being from the ninth level of heaven.
The horsekeeper smiled as he stood by his side. Within his eyes, a red light sparkled. “Master, please wait a bit, I will now help you go and capture the prey!”
The young man looked to his side, his expression indifferent. His gaze abruptly turned cold.
The horsekeeper froze and withdrew his step. Why did this expression look so terrifying?
The scalp on that horse keeper’s head became more and more numb as he he lightly licked his lower lip.
The young man leisurely sipped a mouthful of tea, without expressing any real emotions. “Follow the white cat. Whoever it places its bet on, you also do the same. Make the calculations and bet ten times the amount.”
“Yes!” The horsekeeper softly accepted the order, yet was somewhat unable to make sense of the meaning behind the way his master handled things.
The young man only focused on the shadow of the person dressed in men’s clothing in the audience, as the corners of his mouth, little by little, opened into a demonic, enchantingly cold…
“Achoo!”
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Wei Wei rubbed her arms and looked left and right. Wonder why since just a moment ago, her back started to become a bit cold.
Could it be that she didn’t dress warmly enough?
She needed to finish applying her makeup as soon as possible, then add another layer of clothing later.
Sigh, she’s become as dark as charcoal again.
Right at the moment Wei Wei was sighing, the white cat returned, strolling over and speaking in an indifferent voice. “I just took a look at the name list. So far, the only person placing their bet on you is yourself.”
“Very good.” Wei Wei’s thin lips curved up with satisfaction. She could almost see all of the pieces of silver sprouting wings and flying towards her direction. Her life simply couldn’t be anymore beautiful.
At the same time, people who looked at the name list all roared in laughter. “There surprisingly are still people who bet on that good-for-nothing winning, my goodness, must be some problem with their brains!”
Having heard that, the horsekeeper performing his duty swung his head around towards his master and took a glance, but only saw the same cold appearance as before, as if he simply didn’t hear those people talking at all.
Even as an ancient spirit beast, there were times when it truly still couldn’t guess what the hell its master was thinking…
Time moved on more and more quickly. One after another, the organizers already sat in the judging panel’s seats on stage.
The seat within the assembly that drew the most attention belonged precisely to that exceptional young man dressed in fluttering white clothes, Liancheng’s Jing Wu Shuang.
The side of his face appeared more cultured and refined than at any other time. His every gesture carried an aura of pure nobleness. Merely by sitting there, he drew everyone’s gazes at once.
Included among those gazes was Helian Jiao Er’s.
Today, she wore a solid pink cotton dress. The collar was made of the highest quality fox fur. Her little oval face was smiling. The light in her eyes rested on Jing Wu Shuang’s person as she again recalled the words her maid previously said to her. Her beautiful eyes were a picture of delicateness.
This Young Master Wu Shuang indeed easily made a person’s heart beat faster.
Having a man like that admire her, increasingly made Helian Jiao Er feel absolutely self-confident, even the smile at the ends of her mouth grew somewhat wider.
Helian Jiao Er’s figure was as graceful as a willow; the movement of her steps were like a lotus touching upon the water’s surface. Her bashfulness was infused with gentleness and tenderness, attracting a spell of admiring exclamations from the crowd.
As the host introduced her to the crowd, the veiled Helian Jiao Er was like a goddess standing in the clouds thoroughly enjoying the mortals’ worship.
Suddenly, it seemed as if she saw something, as poisonous malevolence emerged and smeared her little face.
Her gaze fell at the middle of the crowd.
It’s her! Helian Wei Wei!
As it turned out, that slut really came!
She even thought that those gambling joints and what not were making a joke.
After all, ever since Wei Wei left White Academy, she had already considered this slut as good as dead.
Since the slut still held on like a lingering ghost, then let her ruthlessly humiliate this slut today!
Have her properly understand what was known as the disparity between one person and another!
Helian Jiao Er walked over with graceful lotus like steps. Her vermillion colored lips raised slightly, her voice as clear and penetrating as a starling bird. “Elder Sister, I didn’t expect to run into you here. Is Young Master Hei also with you? You guys left White Academy just like that without also taking into consideration your families’ reputations. Father will also feel awkward, you know.”
Helian family’s eldest daughter? Who was that, oh, the capital’s biggest joke.
Not to mention the complete lack of qi on her body, her engagement got annulled yet she still hadn’t straightened herself out. She depended on Grandmaster Zi Zun, brazenly curried his favor, and even really thought that merely based on being his disciple, she could be recognized as an armament master?
Simply ridiculous!
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