Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

"One hundred thousand, I'll bet on small," at this time, Yuwen Wuji was the first to place a bet, casually throwing out a hundred thousand in chips.

After throwing out the hundred thousand chips, Yuwen Wuji shot a provocative glance at Dongfang Weimei, looking very much like a rich kid trying to flirt with a woman.

Unfortunately, Dongfang Weimei didn't spare him a single glance.

"Haha, Young Master Yuwen, you're really generous, starting with a hundred thousand. For an average family, that's a year's income! Just like that, you're giving away someone's annual earnings. Young Master Yuwen, your boldness truly stands out!" Seeing this, Zhu Bufan quickly joked with Wen Yang, who was standing beside him.

"Haha, don't you know, Young Master Yuwen has money to burn, eh?" Wen Yang joined Zhu Bufan in the teasing.

Hearing this, the corner of Yuwen Wuji's mouth twitched. "Money to burn," isn't that implying he's rich but dumb? Damn, they're practically calling me rich and stupid.

"So, you two construction workers, have you decided yet? Betting on big or small?" Yuwen Wuji said impatiently.

He originally wanted to curse, but seeing the dice shaker was such a quintessential classical beauty, he held back, merely calling them construction workers.

Implicitly suggesting that Zhu Bufan and Wen Yang were uncouth people without money.

"Haha, thank you, Young Master Yuwen, for the compliment! Calling me a construction worker. Do you know how carefree it is to be a laid-back construction worker in this world? To express my gratitude, I decide to bet one hundred thousand and one hundred on big." Zhu Bufan said, then took out one hundred thousand and one hundred from his chips.

Yuwen Wuji's face changed, damn, he bet a hundred more than me, blatantly slapping my face, but he refrained from reacting, instead threw out another two hundred thousand from his chips.

"I'll chase with another two hundred thousand," Yuwen Wuji said.

"Forget it, forget it, Wen Yang, he just bet three hundred thousand right away, if I keep chasing, these five hundred thousand might be gone this round!" Zhu Bufan said with some reluctance, "Ah! Let him win this one. What do you think, Wen Yang?"

Wen Yang was stunned for a moment, then said, "Ah! What can we do? We're just construction workers, can't keep up."

"No guts!" Yuwen Wuji could only retrieve the two hundred thousand from the betting area.

The rule of this game is that if one side withdraws while the other has bet, the extra amount from the previous bet is taken back, then they wait for the result.

Thus, it maintains fairness while being playable.

Imagine, one side bets, the other doesn't follow; then, wouldn't this side have to pay extra, and if they win, all's well, but if they lose, it's not fair. Clearly, one side didn't follow, yet they risk more money, naturally, anyone would be dissatisfied.

Dongfang Weimei, seeing neither was betting any more, and Yuwen Wuji had withdrawn, naturally opened the dice cup.

"One, two, three, small, congratulations, Young Master Yuwen on your victory," Dongfang Weimei said after looking.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Zhu, just a small win. Haha!" Yuwen Wuji said with a smug grin.

Zhu Bufan didn't respond, he just smiled faintly, then glanced at Xiao Di standing beside Yuwen Wuji.

Earlier, while Zhu Bufan appeared to be joking with Wen Yang, he was actually observing silently. Yuwen Wuji didn't know how to play dice, the real expert was Xiao Di beside him.

When Dongfang Weimei shook the dice cup, Xiao Di was already listening intently with her eyes closed to the dice sounds inside the cup.

And just before Yuwen Wuji placed his bet, he glanced at Xiao Di, who then bent down to whisper in his ear, leading him to bet on small.

Zhu Bufan knew the dice under the cup would definitely land on small, as his Supreme Eyes already saw the points were one, two, three, small. His purpose in not betting on small was to verify his hypothesis, whether Xiao Di could indeed hear the dice correctly, and indeed, Zhu Bufan was right.

This impressed Zhu Bufan; where did Yuwen Wuji find such a talented beauty, each woman seemingly skilled and stunning, simultaneously providing him with a new understanding of the Yuwen Family.

The next round began.

Dongfang Weimei resumed shaking the dice cup, Xiao Di continued to listen with her eyes closed. Yuwen Wuji, on the other hand, looked disdainfully at Zhu Bufan and Wen Yang.

Wen Yang also stared back at Yuwen Wuji disdainfully, while Zhu Bufan watched everything with a harmless smile.

"Place your bets!" Dongfang Weimei said.

As soon as she spoke, she saw Xiao Di lean toward Yuwen Wuji's ear again. Then, Yuwen Wuji's extremely arrogant voice was heard, "This time, I'll bet five hundred thousand on small again."

Zhu Bufan squinted slightly and chuckled, "Young Master Yuwen, you're indeed generous! Looks like you plan to take all the money I have in one go!"

"Oh? Are you scared, Young Master Zhu?" Yuwen Wuji smirked at Zhu Bufan with a hint of ridicule.

"Wen Yang, what should we do? It seems this time Young Master Yuwen is determined to clean me out, but I'm short of a hundred and one hundred, what should I do?" Zhu Bufan said to Wen Yang, looking a bit scared, a bit awkward.

"Here, Zhu Bufan, take it!" Wen Yang handed all his chips to Zhu Bufan straightforwardly.

"You're just giving them to me? Not afraid I'll lose everything for you?" Zhu Bufan asked.

"No worries, it's just a game! I can afford to lose this amount," Wen Yang said nonchalantly.

Seeing such an earnest Wen Yang, warmth flickered in Zhu Bufan's heart.

"Alright, since my brother trusts me so much, how could I lose?" Zhu Bufan said, "Five hundred thousand, I'll go with you and bet on big."

"Idiot, I'll make you lose it all in one go," Yuwen Wuji cursed internally, then said, "Haha, the construction workers are getting bold, not bad, not bad, I'll add another forty thousand!"

Yuwen Wuji directly threw out forty thousand in chips.

"Oh no, what do we do? What do we do? It seems this time Young Master Yuwen really is going to take all of our money, Wen Yang!" Zhu Bufan said to Wen Yang with feigned anxiety.

But Wen Yang nonchalantly patted Zhu Bufan's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Zhu Bufan, go ahead and bet, I'll go get more chips."

Without waiting for Zhu Bufan to say anything, he walked out of the VIP room.

Zhu Bufan showed a very conflicted look, at one moment picking up his chips as if to throw them, at another putting them down again. He appeared very torn, which greatly amused Yuwen Wuji, who felt very disdainful.

"Construction worker is just a construction worker!" Yuwen Wuji sneered in his heart.

"Screw it, if I die, I die!" Zhu Bufan put on a pained face, as if taking a gamble, and finally threw all his chips out:

"I bet three hundred ninety-nine thousand and remember that one hundred."

Dongfang Weimei looked on indifferently, yet internally she was bitterly smiling. Does this man know how to play? Isn't he a gambling god? She was somewhat disappointed, as she could clearly see the woman beside Yuwen Wuji, who showed no emotion, was evidently a master at this game.