Chapter 59: Who Is Really the Villain

Volume 1: Entering a New World

Volume 1: Entering a New World

"It's best to be careful, after all," Xue'er said, feeling slightly relieved by his words. "Do you want to go and oversee the gambling house?"

"No need." Mei Chaofeng picked up a cup of wine and downed it. "Plum Blossom Seven's cultivation isn't high, but he holds a high position under me because his gambling skills are unparalleled. For over ten years, no one has ever beaten him. In recent years, he hasn't even needed to personally intervene; the disciples he's trained can handle all sorts of situations. With him overseeing the Silver Hook Gambling House, young lady, just wait for good news."

At that moment, Plum Blossom Seven, the 'Gambling Saint' Mei Chaofeng had just spoken of, was bowing and scraping around Zu An. "What would the young master like to play?"

Plum Blossom Seven felt a bit disgusted with his own servile behavior, but the thought that this fellow would soon lose everything and beg on his knees made this momentary humiliation seem insignificant.

"What game best tests one's luck?" Zu An asked, looking around. The reason he dared to come to this gambling house to "take" money today wasn't because he was a gambling god, but because he possessed a Lucky Pill drawn from his keyboard.

Items produced by the keyboard, though sometimes troublesome, were incredibly powerful when used correctly, something he had already experienced firsthand. He had initially intended to use the Lucky Pill he drew this time for a lottery, but it proved ineffective for keyboard lotteries, causing him a long headache as he wondered what purpose it served.

It wasn't until Plum Blossom Thirteen appeared that he realized a wonderful use for the Lucky Pill: in gambling, while skill is important, luck is paramount. In the face of absolute luck, skill is ultimately powerless.

Of course, all of this assumed that no one was cheating. Otherwise, no matter how good his luck was, he would simply be slaughtered like a fat pig.

This was also why he brought Chu Chuyan along—not just for his personal safety, but also to prevent the casino from cheating.

Although Chu Chuyan wasn't skilled in gambling, her fifth-grade cultivation meant that any tricks these people tried would not escape her discerning eyes.

"The game that best tests luck, of course, is Sic Bo," Plum Blossom Seven replied with a smile, but a sneer played in his heart. On the surface, this game relied on luck, but the casino's people could roll whatever numbers they wanted. At that point, wouldn't he just be a piece of meat on a chopping board?

"What's Sic Bo?" Zu An asked, puzzled.

"It's just comparing numbers – high or low," Plum Blossom Seven said, speechless.

"Just call it 'high or low,' why make it sound so fancy?" Zu An gave him a disdainful look.

Plum Blossom Seven wasn't angered. He thought, *You don't even understand this, no wonder you lost a thousand taels before. If I don't make you lose ten thousand taels today—no, several tens of thousands—then I, Plum Blossom Seven, will wash my hands of this business forever!*

"Hahaha, Zu, you refuse the path to heaven but force your way into hell!" Just then, an arrogant laugh came from nearby.

Zu An turned around and saw Plum Blossom Thirteen being pushed over in a wheelchair, his eyes bloodshot and filled with madness.

Plum Blossom Seven inwardly cursed, *Doesn't this fellow know how to be patient? Wait until he's already involved. What if he jumps out now and scares him away?*

Zu An was instantly amused by Plum Blossom Thirteen's appearance. "If your leg's broken, you should rest and recover. Wandering around carelessly, you might break your hands too."

Plum Blossom Thirteen gnashed his teeth so hard he almost drew blood. "You little bastard! Now that you don't have teachers from the academy protecting you, let's see what you'll do. Men, break this guy's arms and legs!"

Rage points from Plum Blossom Thirteen: 798!

"Yes, sir!"

He held a high position in the Plum Blossom Gang and had many desperate men under his command. Upon hearing his words, they were about to rush forward. Zu An quickly hid behind Chu Chuyan. "Darling, darling, you see it with your own eyes now. This guy dares to be so arrogant right in front of you. I wasn't lying before, was I?"

Chu Chuyan was quite displeased by his constant use of "darling," but in front of so many people, she found it hard to correct him. Instead, she directed her anger at Plum Blossom Thirteen. "What did you just say?"

A chilling aura spread outwards. The previously bustling and somewhat stuffy gambling house suddenly cooled down, and many gamblers unconsciously shivered.

Plum Blossom Thirteen was stunned. He had rushed here upon hearing the news, not expecting Chu Chuyan to be present. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare act recklessly even if he were bolder. A fifth-grade master was an imposing figure; the entire Plum Blossom Gang, excluding their leader, wouldn't be enough to take her on.

Plum Blossom Seven quickly stepped forward to mediate. "Miss Chu, Miss Chu, these are all misunderstandings, just misunderstandings. Thirteenth Brother injured his leg today, and in his pain, he may have spoken carelessly and mistaken someone for another. He truly mistook him!"

"Mistook someone?" Chu Chuyan sneered, then looked at Zu An beside her. "How do you want to punish him?"

Zu An was surprised. His nominal wife was usually quite distant with him, yet she was giving him so much face in public?

Delighted, he pointed at Plum Blossom Thirteen and said, "Since this guy was just clamoring to break my arms and legs, then let's break his arms and legs."

"Alright!" As Chu Chuyan's voice faded, a white blur flashed. Before anyone could react, Plum Blossom Thirteen let out a shriek. He couldn't even stay seated in his wheelchair, instead writhing on the ground in agony. It was clear his arms were broken, and his legs had been re-broken. Blood seeped through the bandages.

Watching Chu Chuyan return to her spot with an indifferent expression, everyone in the gambling house gasped. This woman looked delicate, yet her actions were so ruthless?

The few who had just been whistling and flirting swallowed hard, instinctively stepping back a few paces and blending into the crowd.

Zu An gave Chu Chuyan a thumbs-up. *Indeed, worthy of being my wife—fierce and a woman of few words. No, wait, beautiful and a woman of few words.*

Chu Chuyan gave him a faint glance. "Don't get the wrong idea. I didn't do it for you, but for the honor of the Chu family." She had initially doubted his words, but seeing Plum Blossom Thirteen's arrogant demeanor just now, she realized Zu An's statements were likely accurate.

The Plum Blossom Gang was indeed targeting him!

Although the Chu family, constrained by imperial suspicion, found it inconvenient to meddle in local affairs, they wouldn't tolerate being openly bullied without retaliation. This fellow dared to speak so presumptuously to a member of the Chu family right in front of her. Did he truly believe the Chu family was easily intimidated if she didn't assert herself?

"It's all the same, all the same. It's our family's honor either way," Zu An said with a grin.

Chu Chuyan rolled her eyes. This guy's audacity was truly thicker than a city wall.

Zu An, however, didn't miss this excellent opportunity to collect rage points. He went over to Plum Blossom Thirteen and looked down at him. "What did I just say? If your leg's broken, you should rest and recover. Wandering around carelessly, you might break your hands too. Look, I offered good advice, but you ignored it. Now your hands are broken, aren't they?"

Plum Blossom Thirteen was both pained and furious. "Zu! You always hide behind others. If you're so capable, fight me yourself!"

Rage points from Plum Blossom Thirteen: 999!

Zu An chuckled. "Do you think I'm like a powerless commoner like you? If I have backing, why wouldn't I use it? My noble body is hardly comparable to your lowly life. What era are we in, to still be playing one-on-one duels?" *Damn, how utterly shameless!*

The people around them stared in disbelief. *Just a few days ago, weren't you a penniless nobody with nothing to lose? And now, after only a few days, you're claiming to be a noble?*

Rage points from Bystander A: 66!

Rage points from Bystander B: 66!

Rage points from Bystander C: 66!

Not to mention the bystanders, even Chu Chuyan felt an urge to cover her face.

Plum Blossom Thirteen finally couldn't hold back and erupted in curses. "Noble, my ass! You're just a kept man!"

Rage points from Plum Blossom Thirteen: 1000!

"So what if I'm a kept man? If you're so capable, go find yourselves a wife who's beautiful, skilled in fighting, and comes from a good family!" Zu An said, reaching out to rest his hand on Chu Chuyan's shoulder.

Rage points from Plum Blossom Thirteen: 666!

Plum Blossom Thirteen wasn't sure if he was more enraged by the shamelessness of the man before him, or by the fact that he couldn't find such a wife himself.

In fact, it wasn't just him; the people around him, seeing his smugness, also successfully contributed a large wave of rage points.

*It was a wise decision not to go to the VIP room,* Zu An thought. *Without a crowd of onlookers, where would all these rage points come from?*

Chu Chuyan subtly shifted, shaking off his hand, and whispered with a dark expression, "Shut up, you're embarrassing me to no end." This fellow utterly lacked any noble etiquette, which was truly beyond her comprehension.

Zu An then walked over to Plum Blossom Thirteen. "You've made my wife angry, so I'll fight you one-on-one!"

Plum Blossom Thirteen: "???"

*Damn it, you were the one who made her angry, not me! How did this get pinned on me?*

Rage points from Plum Blossom Thirteen: 666!

*Wait, did he say one-on-one?*

Before he could react, a shoe sole appeared in front of his face, and his nose immediately gushed blood from the kick.

Zu An sighed. "You were the one crying out for a one-on-one fight, but when it actually happened, you're so weak. You can't even last a single move against me. Why bother?"

*You motherf—!*

*My arms and legs are broken, and you're coming to fight me one-on-one now?*

Plum Blossom Thirteen had fantasized countless times about beating Zu An to a pulp if he weren't protected. Now, the chance finally appeared before him, but he was the one getting his nose bloodied.

This immense disparity, the shame of being savagely beaten by a good-for-nothing, made him directly faint from anger.

Rage points from Plum Blossom Thirteen: 1024!

Zu An was momentarily stunned. Seeing that number, he instinctively wanted to reply, "May a good person have a peaceful life." This was the first time he'd encountered rage points exceeding 1000. Was this perhaps the true upper limit for everyone's rage points, achievable only under very specific and difficult conditions?

He had wanted to kick him a few more times, but Plum Blossom Seven and the others had already reacted, quickly stepping in front of him. "He's already fainted. Your Excellency, to continue pressing him would be truly excessive."

As he said this, he felt awkward himself. The Plum Blossom Gang had always been the ones bullying others; it was never their turn to be bullied. Such words were usually the powerless bravado of the weak in front of them. He never expected to play such a role today.

This peculiar individual before him was truly...

A sense of absurdity suddenly overcame him. *Damn it, who's the villain here?!*

Rage points from Plum Blossom Seven: 666!

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