Young Master in Flower City

Qiu Xia's smugness,

Mo Jun's cold sneer.

Gao Ritian's look of disdain.

The three of them undoubtedly saw Xiao Tianyu as nothing more than a laughingstock and a fool.

But it's no wonder, wagering with them with just a lottery ticket worth two yuan, what else could he be but a fool?

The first number matched, but that was merely a coincidence. There are still thirty-five numbers to go; the odds are extremely low, practically impossible. After all, in the past decade, only one person in the entire Celestial Capital has won the first prize.

However, everyone couldn't understand why Xiao Tianyu remained so composed; could it be that he was genuinely confident? Hard to imagine.

Thirty-six number balls, number three has already come out. What will be the next number ball?

The big ball on the screen was still spinning, and everyone's gazes were fixed on it. Soon, they saw ball number two roll out from the big ball, following the track, straight to the bottom.

The beautiful host with a good temperament smiled faintly, "The second number ball, number two!"

Swoosh swoosh swoosh~

Everyone looked towards the blackboard, and surprisingly, the second number ball on the blackboard was also number two. Someone couldn't help but speak up, "Matched again? Will the third one match too? If it does, that's quite lucky!"

"Matching two, what use is that? Not a penny won, still far from the first prize, you could circle Earth a hundred times!"

"True that!"

"..." People discussed animatedly, matching two seemed indeed not worth the fuss.

"Look at that, matched again, not bad, not bad, but my heart's feeling a bit cold!" Qiu Xia chuckled, "Ritian, why not sing 'Chill' for me, and comfort me a bit!"

Qiu Xia's face was as smug as could be, and Xiao Tianyu sneered inwardly, wondering if she'd still be so smug in a moment.

Many found Qiu Xia quite detestable. Her expression alone made many feel like puking, and at this moment, some secretly wished for Xiao Tianyu to win, just to see how this smug woman would react.

"The third number ball, number 12!" Just then, a voice came from the big screen, and many showed a hint of amusement, matched again, what an extraordinary bit of luck.

...

At the same time, in a presidential suite in Celestial Universe Hotel.

In the presidential suite, there were dozens of people, including Shenyang, yet Shenyang seemed to hold no status among them as he stood behind them, eyes showing a hint of reverence.

Apart from Shenyang, there was a young man seated there, around thirty years old, exuding a terrifyingly cold aura, his features were handsome yet devoid of a smile, oozing authority, his brow had a commanding presence, and his deep eyes were unreadable.

Beside him stood eight middle-aged men, all sharply dressed in suits, but it was clear they were no ordinary people, emanating a terrifying pressure. Yet, they all followed the lead of the young man.

This showed the young man's extraordinary status, not someone an average person could compare to.

"Shenyang, what's going on?" The young man spoke, his tone carried an undeniable command.

Shenyang's gaze flickered as he replied respectfully, "Young Master Ouyang, during this gathering, we indeed discovered an Ancient Martial Artist from the Ancient Martial Realm, and according to my findings, this person also bears the surname Xiao, very likely the Xiao family's 'waste' from fifteen years ago!"

"You are sure he is an Ancient Martial Artist!" Ouyang Shaojue's eyes flashed with coldness, Shenyang continued, "Yes, I had close contact with him, and he indeed carries the aura of an Ancient Martial Artist!"

"Did he notice you?" Ouyang Shaojue's voice was calm, but the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised, "If it's really him, he must be eliminated to prevent future troubles, he cannot return to the Xiao family, or the incident from fifteen years ago might come to light!"

"What exactly happened fifteen years ago? As far as I know, the 'waste' from the Xiao family was deemed exceptionally gifted from a young age, hailed by the family, why was he eventually measured as a waste, abandoned by his mother, expelled by the family, and drifted for fifteen years outside?"

"You talk too much!" Ouyang Shaojue snorted coldly, and Shenyang felt as if enveloped in a terrifying chill, his heart trembled, and he immediately shut his mouth.

Ouyang Shaojue continued, "Is he still in the hall?"

"Yes, Wu Shijie is watching him, but it seems he's playing some kind of game!" Shenyang explained.

"Never mind those things right now; let them play a bit more. Inform me immediately if there's any situation!" Ouyang Shaojue said lightly, "Go, continue monitoring, report immediately if there's any movement!"

"Yes!" Shenyang nodded and withdrew respectfully. After closing the door, he ran into Wu Shijie face-to-face, and he gave a faint smile, "Don't forget what you promised me!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Shijie gave a wicked smile, "Don't worry, tonight I'll make sure Luo Bing ends up in your bed, but after you enjoy her, don't forget about me either!"

Thinking of Luo Bing's exquisite and top-grade figure and mouth-watering looks, Wu Shijie couldn't help but swallow. Such a woman is hard to come by even in the Ancient Martial Realm.

"Rest assured, what's mine is yours!" Shenyang revealed a sinister smile, "That Xiao Tianyu you're monitoring, anything unusual?"

"Nothing, they seem to be gambling!" Wu Shijie chuckled dryly. Being targeted by Young Master Ouyang, surviving might still cost dearly.

...

At this moment, the hall was silent, everyone dumbfoundedly watching the big screen as if struck speechless by the shock.

Mo Jun, Qiu Xia, and Gao Ritian, who had been continually mocking Xiao Tianyu, no longer had their smug faces.

The reason was simple: because the thirtieth number ball had just been announced, matching exactly with what's on the blackboard, perfectly aligned.

Thus, from the rolling ball, there were six number balls left: 7, 18, 25, 36, 23, 9.

If they rolled out in this sequence, Luo Bing's lottery ticket would surely win the first prize, which everyone knew would mean something significant.

However, it was easier said than done for these six number balls to roll out in that sequence.

Thump, thump~

At this moment, everyone's hearts began to beat frantically, Luo Bing included, her beautiful eyes glued to the big screen, praying that her two-yuan single lottery ticket might actually win the first prize.

What kind of outrageous luck would that be?

"Luo Bing, my poor little heart can't take it!" Han Li was completely shocked by the current scene.

She continued, "Luo Bing, you're about to get rich. Even if the remaining number balls don't match, just from the first thirty balls, the prize is over ten million!"

"..." Hearing this, Luo Bing was quite speechless. What she worried about wasn't the money, but Xiao Tianyu's arm; even if the last two number balls didn't match, Xiao Tianyu wouldn't be able to produce ten times the prize money for compensation, and failing that, he would have to cripple an arm.