I was told I'd be a late bloomer, but I was born with the potential to achieve great things!

As the sun rose and set, about a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhou An waited for the right opportunity.

Qingshi Town, Jincheng Gambling House.

Above the vermilion gate, four large characters were written in a flamboyant style... The characters were even gilded, making it extremely impressive.

But once inside the casino, the scene was completely different.

The hall was filled with smoke, and all sorts of gambling stalls, from dominoes to dice, were crowded with people of all kinds.

Frustrated pounding of fists and excited screams rang out one after another.

"There will be a lot of people coming tonight, so remember to add a few more lanterns. Don't let them feel like it's getting dark."

"Yes, Master He."

"Also, how many times have I told you, never stop providing them with energizing tea and filling rice cakes. How can they gamble if they're not excited?"

Passing by a gambling table, the gambling den manager, He Lao Er, pointed to an empty snack table and angrily criticized it.

"Rice cakes and tea only cost a few dollars. If they can't even afford that much, how can they think they can make money in a gambling den?"

"Someone come here."

As they were speaking, two servants in blue robes rushed forward to serve tea and change the water.

"Master He, Chen Laosan is here."

At this moment, one of the men following behind He Lao Er approached and whispered.

"Take him to the private room."

A moment later, a middle-aged man, bowing and scraping, was led into an elegant room filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.

"Chen Laosan, have you thought this through?"

He Lao Er leaned back in his armchair, twirling two walnuts in his hand. After shifting his gaze from the man's dark circles under his eyes and the grime between his fingers, the smile on his face deepened.

"I've made up my mind."

Chen Laosan lowered his head and said with a fawning expression.

"Master He, could you add another ten taels of silver? My daughter has just grown up this year, and besides... she was born at an inauspicious time."

"So what if it's a cloudy day or a sunny day... the rules of the casino can't be broken."

Upon hearing this, Old He stopped walnut-holding abruptly. After sizing up Chen Laosan with his slightly narrowed eyes, his gloomy face suddenly broke into a smile.

"How about this, tomorrow you take your daughter to Hong Gu's courtyard and see if she's really pretty. If she is, I might give you some extra money."

"Now?"

"Go ahead and buy on credit. I'll give you five taels of silver as a token."

"Thank you, Mr. He. Thank you, Mr. He."

"Go down."

He Lao Er waved with a smile, but as he turned around, a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at the attendant beside him.

"Who told him that women born in the underworld are more valuable? Is this how you handle things?"

"Master He..."

Just as the man was about to explain, a furious curse came from outside the door.

"Go to hell, Chen Laosan! Did you sell your daughter for money? She lost to me yesterday!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Lao Er and his men inside the room saw Chen Lao San, who had just gone out, being kicked back in.

"How dare you cause trouble at my Jincheng Casino!"

Seeing Chen Laosan lying on the ground curled up, unable to get up for a while, He Lao Er's face immediately darkened.

His attendants cursed angrily and stormed toward the door.

However, as soon as he reached the door, his pupils contracted.

Chen Laosan, who had just been curled up and groaning inside the house, had suddenly fainted along with the shop assistant guarding the door.

"Are there two Chen Laosans?"

"not good!"

Almost the instant the thought crossed his mind, the man felt a sharp pain in his neck, his vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, He Lao Er, who had been keeping a close eye on the door, saw the "Chen Lao San" who had fallen to the ground suddenly raise his hand and throw several flying needles.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft..."

The flying needles were incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, no one else in the room was able to stand up except for him.

"Come......"

Before the word "person" could even land, He Lao Er, who was tumbling and dodging, felt a black shadow flash by. Sharp sword energy burst forth from "Chen Lao San's" hand, filling his entire field of vision.

"This He Lao Er is truly a talent. I've been watching him for over two months, and he's never been alone."

Looking at He Lao Er's body, now split in two, Zhou An, wearing a human skin mask, sighed helplessly and then quickly began searching his body and the room.

In a short time, Zhou An had collected over two thousand taels of silver notes and loose silver.

"It wasn't for nothing that I spent so long mingling here as a gambler; my estimate of this amount of silver was correct."

After confirming that nothing was missing from the room, a short sword slipped from Zhou An's right sleeve.

"Pfft pfft pfft..."

In an instant, streaks of sword energy swept across the sky, striking either the roof beams or the pillars.

"That's about it."

After everything was arranged, Zhou An took a lantern and lit the gauze curtains inside the room.

As the fire ignited, the gamblers in the hall heard "Chen Laosan" scream, followed by a blood-stained corpse flying down from upstairs.

"Who are you, daring to cause trouble on the Black Tiger Gang's floor?"

"Blood Fiend Sword, Seal Injustice."

At the same time, a roar came from upstairs.

Before long, flames rose from the building.

"Fire! Fire!"

A series of panicked screams rang out, and the group of gamblers and thugs, who had been in a daze, snapped out of their daze.

"What a pity, there might still be some silver in that chip room."

Pretending to be in a panic, Zhou An glanced at the room where the chips were being exchanged, shook his head and muttered something to himself before running out of the casino with the other gamblers.

No sooner had they left than a group of Black Tiger Gang disciples rushed up the second floor, still ablaze, carrying buckets of water.

"Although Qing Shi Town does not have a county magistrate in charge, it does have a second-level patrol office. At their speed, they can arrive in no more than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea."

Zhou An quickly scanned the group of Black Tiger Gang firefighters, walked out the door, and disappeared into the night.

Qingshi Town is not Ningshan City. Although there are walls in some parts of the town, they cannot stop Zhou An, who had already scouted the area many times, from leaving.

"Who's there?"

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from ahead, and two Black Tiger Gang disciples carrying torches rushed over.

"You think you can stop me, Blood Fiend Sword, from sealing injustice?"

The two Black Tiger Gang disciples had barely shown themselves when they felt a chill on their necks, and the torches in their hands snapped and went out as if cut by a sharp blade.

"How much silver does the Black Tiger Gang pay you a month?"

The two were terrified, for they saw a blurry figure dart into the alley beside them.

"Are you crazy? Chasing after him like that? Don't you know who Feng Buping, the Blood Fiend Sword, is?"

"You believed him just because he said so?"

Seeing his companion being held back, the Black Tiger Gang disciple silently released his grip and gestured for him to leave.

"You go first, I'll follow."

"..."

"Very good, they didn't chase after us, and we have two more 'witnesses'... Now no one should blame me for He Lao Er's death."

In the darkness of night, Zhou An's figure quickly disappeared into the distance.

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