Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

As long as you're not a fool, a little observation will tell you, because both times, Yuwen Wuji asked Xiao Di how to place his bets, and Xiao Di whispered in Yuwen Wuji's ear.

This means the outcome must be small again, yet Zhu Bufan still persistently bets big. How is that different from a fool?

"Haha, Master Zhu, out of cash! Still short by a hundred, never mind, I'll let it slide this time, I, Yuwen Wuji, am too magnanimous to bicker with you," Yuwen Wuji said mockingly.

"Come on, Young Master Yuwen, follow through! Isn't Wen Yang going to exchange chips? Are you really afraid I can't even pay back a hundred bucks?" Zhu Bufan replied.

"Hmph!" Yuwen Wuji snorted coldly, "Fine, if you want to dig your own grave, don't blame me."

Zhu Bufan shrugged nonchalantly.

"I'll add another five million! Are you in or not?" Yuwen Wuji said disdainfully.

"Sure! Why not? It's not bad if I win some money, right? However, I'll have to owe it first," Zhu Bufan said somewhat helplessly.

Yuwen Wuji pouted, somewhat speechless.

"Alright. Xiao Di!" Yuwen Wuji snapped his fingers at Xiao Di. Then they saw Xiao Di push all the chips directly to the center of the table.

"Wow, gotta love it! Let's make some money," Zhu Bufan said with a smile.

Yuwen Wuji looked at the excited Zhu Bufan as if he were an idiot and cursed inwardly, "Make money? You fool, you won't even know how you lost."

Yuwen Wuji had absolute faith in the woman named Xiao Di next to him, because with her help, he had made quite a bit of money here.

So he seemed to already visualize Zhu Bufan's desperation after losing, Wen Yang's disappointment, Zhu Bufan's helplessness, yelling angrily.

As he imagined, Yuwen Wuji's face slowly morphed into a smug sneer.

You took my maid and car last time, well, this time, I'm going to make you taste defeat.

"Zhu Bufan, if I add another five million, will you follow?" Yuwen Wuji probed.

Zhu Bufan looked at Yuwen Wuji, then made a thinking expression.

"Follow or not?" Yuwen Wuji was getting impatient looking at Zhu Bufan's theatrics.

"Don't rush me, I have to think about it, I'm just a working man, unlike you, the young master, throwing around five million," Zhu Bufan replied.

Yuwen Wuji was a bit angry; this brat was actually putting on airs, but the thought of making Zhu Bufan follow, making it ten million in total, was appealing.

Dongfang Weimei watched Zhu Bufan's thoughtful expression; it was both amusing and frustrating. It seemed clear Yuwen Wuji was setting him up, yet he genuinely considered it, leaving Dongfang Weimei with a feeling that she misjudged Zhu Bufan. She originally found him intriguing but now saw him as a fool. She internally chuckled bitterly in exasperation.

After a while, as Wen Yang pushed open the private room door, Zhu Bufan suddenly said, "I'm in!"

"Alright, alright, Xiao Di," Yuwen Wuji said joyfully when he heard Zhu Bufan's 'I'm in.' He then directed Xiao Di.

Xiao Di immediately took out a check from her bra, displaying a huge sum of five million dollars. She threw it right in the center of the table.

"Haha, Master Zhu, you have accumulated a debt of ten million and one hundred!" Yuwen Wuji said teasingly to Zhu Bufan with a fake smile.

"Yeah!" Zhu Bufan nodded.

At this moment, Wen Yang, who had just walked in, almost stumbled to the floor; he'd only stepped out for a moment, and suddenly, it was a ten million bet.

Steadying himself, Wen Yang walked over to Zhu Bufan with the exchanged chips: "Here, Zhu Bufan, five million."

"Thanks!" Zhu Bufan accepted the five million Wen Yang handed over, then tossed it onto the table center, "Owing five million and one hundred first." Wen Yang looked pained. That's a whole five million!

Yuwen Wuji raised his hand and shrugged, saying, "Whatever!"

"Alright, beauty, let's reveal it!" Zhu Bufan said to Dongfang Weimei.

Dongfang Weimei looked at Zhu Bufan, finding him more absurd at this moment; how could there be such a foolish person? Her eyes showed a hint of helplessness, then glanced at Yuwen Wuji.

Yuwen Wuji, catching Dongfang Weimei's gaze, flashed an ingratiating smile and said, "Please reveal it."

At that time, Wen Yang standing beside Zhu Bufan wore a bitter expression, never expecting Zhu Bufan to be crazier than him. Betting ten million so casually, though he fronted six hundred thousand today wasn't a big deal, he still felt slightly stupid for trusting someone like this.

Yet when Dongfang Weimei removed the dice cup, she was stunned.

It wasn't small; it was four, five, six, big.

She widened her eyes, not daring to believe it was real. Glancing at Zhu Bufan's face with a faint smile, she confirmed it was true, slowly announcing, "Four, five, six, big, Master Zhu wins."

Shocked! This was indeed shocking.

Initially, Yuwen Wuji had even pulled out a cigar of unknown origin, ready to light it, but he froze upon hearing Dongfang Weimei's sweet voice, nearly causing him to fall under the table.

Xiao Di beside Yuwen Wuji had a face full of surprise and rigidity; she stared at the dice, her mouth wide enough to swallow an egg.

Wen Yang was also dumbfounded, not expecting a win.

"Haha, Young Master Yuwen, thank you for the ten million gift; I express my utmost gratitude to you. Haha," Zhu Bufan laughed heartily.

It was at this moment that everyone finally snapped back to their senses.