Chapter 78: What Is the Ultimate Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing?

The female croupier standing at the center of the gambling table stared blankly at the two rings and several checks placed before her. This was nearly two hundred million yuan—she had never before witnessed such a truly extravagant wager. Ma Wu sat down, his cheeks flushed, eyes fixed on his cards. Under the playful gazes of those around him, all traces of his panic, impatience, and unwillingness vanished in an instant, replaced by a calm, inscrutable expression.

Everyone present was taken aback. She cast a sidelong glance at Shen Ziqian and caught sight of his slightly pale face; the mischievous glint in her eyes flickered and disappeared.

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“In this round, Lady Yun Qingyue, consort to the King of Beiming, is victorious!” Having announced the result, the judge departed in a daze.

One was Lady Chuxiu, the matriarch of the Yun family; the other was Concubine Luan, secondary consort of King Mu of Nanxi. Time’s sculpting and the vicissitudes of fate had destined them to become legendary beauties who would influence the course of a chaotic era.

Now, with Empress Dowager Ye barely able to protect herself and Nie Peixiao treading on thin ice, the faction of Prince Cheng really ought not to antagonize the Helian family. Chuxiu felt a deep sense of guilt, for after all, Nie Peixiao had captured Ming Ying in an attempt to avenge her.

Because the distance was so close, even someone of Saintess Gu’s spiritual mastery could not evade the blow when caught off guard.

On the grand opening day, crowds surged. Chen Langya always stayed close behind Zuo Zhuang; outwardly, Zuo Zhuang was considered the true owner of "Night of Tigers and Wolves."

These people's marching route was so precise that it startled Qin Feng. It seemed as if they were trailing his group’s exact path step by step.

“Go invite him! Even if you have to break down his door and tie him up, bring him to me!” Gong Ming ordered.

Mo Fei gestured at the stone bench outside, inviting Princess Yuling to sit. He poured two bowls of monkey wine, placed some raisins, dried persimmons, and dates on the table. The meager spread made Princess Yuling stare in disbelief.

“Ye Ling, why don’t you show them your strength? They say we’re not capable at all.” Li Yue’s sapphire eyes blinked mischievously. She raised her brows at Ye Ling, her smile full of cunning.

Could it be that, before leaving, Jiang Feifei did not entrust Mu Rongwan with the management of the company, but actually sold it instead?

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“Are you hurt?” Ye Ling asked worriedly, stepping forward to inspect Li Yue, reaching out to check her clothes.

Even if Su Li continued to ignore him, it didn’t matter—as long as he could see her, that was enough.

However, the people behind him were wary of her attempting suicide. One of them suddenly stepped in front of her.

At his command, the ten people behind him acted instantly. Each displayed remarkable skill, entirely different from a moment ago, clearly having concealed their true abilities.

Anyone able to come here was certainly extraordinary; ordinary people simply wouldn’t have that kind of money.

He himself was a tall young man, athletic and agile, evenly matched with Cheng Jun in a fight.

He had already been prepared to tower-dive, but unexpectedly, Luban No. 7, far away in the bottom lane, stole the kill.

It must be noted that Shangguan Chaoyue, being from one of the Five Emperors’ families, certainly possessed talents far surpassing those of ordinary people.

With a flick of his finger, that ball of blue fire instantly transformed into a blazing meteor, hurtling toward the immobilized Long Xing.

Lin Ruhai did not turn away from his family’s and the Yan Prince’s ships until their silhouettes had vanished from sight. Only then did he return to his carriage. Just as he was about to step inside, he heard someone calling out to him from behind.