After the slave owners went bankrupt, they all wanted to keep me as a mistress.

He had never seen such an arrogant slave in his life... Holy crap!

Just as Iman was about to speak, she saw the hooded maid step forward and take out one million gold coins from the storage ring that Mu Qiu had handed her.

Splash! ...

Like a golden waterfall bursting its banks, or a dreamlike scene!

A blinding golden light burst forth, illuminating almost every corner of the area!

Gold coins gushed out one after another, tumbling and colliding on the gambling table!

Almost in the blink of an eye, a small mountain of gold coins, half a person high, was built up, requiring one to look up to see the top!

Then, the one million gold coins instantly coalesced into one hundred gold chips, each representing ten thousand gold coins, which were quietly piled up on the side representing "big".

"One, one million?!"

"Goddess of Wealth! Was I seeing things?!"

"Who...who is this kid?!"

"Are you crazy?! You bet a million right after you log in?!"

The deathly silence lasted only a second before it was broken by a collective gasp and suppressed exclamations!

Everyone present, including Had, who was about to open the pot, seemed to have been gripped by an invisible hand, and a look of shock instantly appeared on their faces.

They stared in disbelief at the neatly arranged hundred gold chips on the table, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

Then, they suddenly turned their heads and looked at Mu Qiu, who had a calm expression, and the hooded girl next to him with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.

Hader's confident smile froze completely; his hand holding the dice cup hovered in mid-air, trembling slightly.

One, one million?!

Where did this crazy guy come from?

Does he know what a million gold coins means?

This amount of gold coins is beyond the realm of casual gambling...

Byd doesn't seem to care about spending the money he earns from his family, does he?

In Had's eyes, Mu Qiu was just like a young master from a super big family, spending his father's money without a care.

"What, you won't let me leave even for a million gold coins?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Mu Qiu's eyes at just the right moment. He looked around, his innocent gaze like that of a naive rich young master. He frowned slightly and asked, "One million gold coins, isn't that just pocket money? Is there a limit to betting in the Wealth Club?"

Grass!

Hader's face instantly turned bright red, and he cursed inwardly.

An upper limit? What upper limit does the Wealth Club have!

This is a contest of wealth and courage!

In full view of everyone, he was slapped in the face with money by a young man who looked like a fledgling. If he showed his weakness now, how would he survive in this industry in the future?

The key issue was that the maid beside this kid acted arrogantly and looked down on them, the slave owners, which made Hader furious.

He's a big shot from the capital!

In the city of the earth, he is the one who is flattered, not the one who flatters others!

What's more, the person who insulted him was not a nobleman, but a lowly maid!

What Hader didn't expect was that even though the maid spoke rudely, the young nobleman didn't reprimand her at all, which meant that this was at the nobleman's behest!

Hader had more on his mind.

The other party also came from the capital, and they're probably here for him!

If he backs down here, the other party can use him as a stepping stone to climb up, and he will become that kid's stepping stone!

"One million it is, kid, you'll regret this later!"

Hader took a deep breath, almost holding it, and abruptly flipped open the dice cup—

Four, five, six, fifteen o'clock, big!

"Wow! Master! We won!"

Vera gasped softly, clapped her hands, and smiled radiantly from her hooded face.

Sure enough, her feeling was right.

Even though she couldn't see what was inside the golden dice cup, she could clearly perceive the number on each die.

The ability to grant blessings is really useful!

Mu Qiu's lips twitched.

Is this a win?

Well... betting on Sic Bo has a 50/50 chance of winning, so it's normal to win.

I'll just lose it all in the next round!

If he goes all in every hand, he can't keep winning forever; he'll eventually lose!

Mu Qiu firmly believed in one principle.

Betting on dogs will lead to a bad death!

In a casino, winning is the process, losing is the result!

He didn't come to the casino to make money; he came to lose money!

Hader's face turned deathly pale in an instant, as if all the blood in his body had been drained in a flash.

How... how is it possible?

He watched as the hooded girl smiled and swept all of his stake as the dealer onto the table, piling it in front of Mu Qiu.

"hiss……"

"One million gold coins, gone just like that!"

A chorus of even louder gasps of astonishment erupted around them.

The other slave owners exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock and a hint of schadenfreude. The hands that were originally on the table, which were about to place bets, quietly withdrew, and some even subconsciously clutched their money bags tightly.

They wouldn't casually participate in a bet that starts at a million gold coins.

Just then, the goblin merchant who called himself Bobo returned, arm in arm with his troll female companion.

Seeing this, Bobo pushed up his monocle, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his small eyes.

He leaned closer to Mu Qiu and whispered in a high-pitched voice, "Hey kid, not bad luck, huh? Throwing away a million like that, without even blinking?"

Mu Qiu turned his head, waved his hand, and said in a relaxed tone, "Mr. Bobo, you flatter me. It's just for fun. We don't plan to make any money. We'll leave when she loses all the money."

His demeanor was completely natural, as if what he had just won or lost was really just a few copper coins, rather than a huge fortune that many people could not earn in a lifetime.

Upon hearing this, the goblin chuckled twice, his little eyes darting around, and said nothing more, only giving Had a meaningful look.

If this guy doesn't wake up in time, we probably won't see him at the club again after tonight.

Some people's pocket money is more than their entire assets can compete with.

Bobo looked away and spoke leisurely again: "Hey kid, do you know why we guys never actually gamble ourselves?"

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Mu Qiu feigned a hint of curiosity: "Oh? Why, Mr. Bobo?"

Bobo chuckled and pointed to his head with his short, stubby finger: "Because for us, losing every bet is an ironclad rule!"

"Winning is just a fleeting moment in the process; losing is the inevitable end and destination!"

"Therefore, smart people only let their followers play around, never getting involved themselves. If they win, great; if they lose, it won't hurt them at all, and they won't get carried away."

"Once I personally get involved, hmph, just like him—"

Popon pointed at Had with a mocking expression: "—If you let your emotions lead you by the nose, you're not far from going bankrupt."

Mu Qiu nodded in deep agreement.

That's right, buddy! That's exactly what I wanted to do – lose all of my million gold coins. Now that you've said that, I feel much more at ease!

Even if Vera is incredibly lucky, she will still have times when she loses.

If you go all in every time, it's only a matter of time before you lose all of this million gold coins!

“Go on, Mr. Harder.”

Mu Qiu looked at the man opposite her and urged him with a smile.

"..."

Hader frowned, feeling that he was now in a difficult situation.

If the other party was targeting him, then the maid beside him is probably a master cheater!

Hmph, who doesn't have a few skilled cheaters on their side?

Thinking of this, he gave a wink to an old man with a hooked nose behind him.

The old man with the hooked nose nodded slightly, stepped forward, and silently took the golden dice cup from Hader's hand.

"For the second round, I will be in charge. Please place your bets."

The old man with the hooked nose had a hoarse voice and a low tone, and his gaze unconsciously fell on Vera.

"This round, we'll still use dice. How much are you planning to bet?"

Vera turned her head slightly to look at Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu simply uttered two words: "All in!"

Amidst the shocked gazes of everyone around her, Vera pushed the two hundred gold chips on the table and boldly placed them in the area of ​​the number "ten"!

"Two hundred gold chips!"

"That's another two million gold coins!"

"Damn it...where did this monster come from...?"

"Had has really messed up this time!"

"And what's more, they're betting on the number 10! The odds for the number 10 are 6:1!"

"That means... if Had loses, he will lose a full ten million gold coins!"

Exclamations rose and fell, and everyone's breathing became rapid.

Hader's eye twitched violently, and his face turned even more pale.

Ten million gold coins!

His assets in the capital were certainly much more than that; the "Harder's Gladiator Arena" alone was worth over forty million gold coins, along with several large mines and auction houses...

Even for a slave owner like him with a net worth of over 100 million, he only had a total of 11 million gold coins in cash.

If he loses everything here... then he will no longer be eligible to enter the Wealth Club!

"with!"

Had gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

He not only wants to win this bet, but he also wants to make this young lad pay the price!

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man with the hooked nose narrowed his eyes, and his withered wrist began to shake rapidly. The golden dice cup flew up and down in his hand, leaving dazzling afterimages.

Dong Dong Dong Dong——!

The sound of the dice striking the ground became irregular, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes soft, sometimes loud, completely losing its rhythm, as if countless dice were striking simultaneously.