Chapter 3744: Changing the Wager
y. He feels ashamed to see his grandfather.After getting off the car, Si Tu Dian Mo wasn't in a hurry. She walked slowly forward along the wide avenue.It is already early autumn now, and a gentle bree...Several people were talking when Zhao Xing, the casino manager, rushed in from outside.
"Elder, someone placed a three million cash bet in our gambling den…"
He ran over specifically to report this matter. Originally, he was in charge of the casino, but after losing fifty million in the last game, he became extremely sensitive about any gambling involving Ye Bufan.
Three million bets is not a small sum, so he hurried to report to the elder.
"Okay, I understand."
Zhao Qinglian waved his hand to stop him. Things were clear, there was no need to say it a second time.
Zhao Xinfeng said: "Elder, what should we do now If Ye Bufan runs away, won't we be destined to pay him 300,000 Xianjing"
"Don't worry, there are still ways to solve this."
Zhao Qinglian, as the Great Elder, was much more composed than others, and extremely cunning.
After a brief moment of thought, he looked at Zhao Xing: "How many Xianjing are in the gambling den now"
"To the Elder, after counting all the guests' bets and our own capital, it comes to roughly three hundred million."
"A bit short on quantity, but it'll do."
Zhao Qinglian said, "You immediately hand over this money to Zhao Xingfeng."
"Yes!"
Though Zhao Xing didn't know what the Grand Elder wanted to do, he didn't dare hesitate and immediately took out a storage ring and handed it over.
Zhao Xingfeng didn't react for a moment, his face full of astonishment.
"Elder, what do you mean"
Zhao Qinglian smiled coldly: "We can transfer that three million bet."
"As long as the bets are placed at other casinos, we won't have to shoulder the burden ourselves, and we can make a huge profit."
Zhao Xinfeng's eyes lit up: "Elder, you are truly resourceful. Now the odds for Han Ling Duan in all major gambling houses are ten to one."
We're putting down three billion Xianjing here, a flip would yield a return of thirty million.
Zhao Qinglian nodded, he was very satisfied with his decision.
Although 30 million yuan is still unable to make up for the 50 million yuan previously lost to Ye Bufan, it has recouped more than half of the losses, significantly reducing the overall damage.
"Go now, make haste! Otherwise, other clans will receive the news soon and adjust their odds. Then we won't have such a large profit."
"Yes!"
Zhao Xinfeng took the storage ring and turned to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Zhao Qinglian called him back again.
"Elder, is there anything else you command"
Zhao Qinglian let out a cold smile: "Don't go anywhere else, take them all to Wei's gambling house."
"Understood, Elder."
As core disciples of the Zhao family, they naturally knew the purpose of this. It was to thoroughly swindle their old rival, the Wei family.
Zhao Xingfeng agreed with a sound and hurried out.
Zhao Xing frowned slightly, a little uneasy. As the manager of the gambling house, he knew too well the nature of gambling—until the results were in, everything was uncertain.
He hesitated for a moment and said, "Elder, isn't this a bit too risky"
"Adventure Not a chance!"
Zhao Qinglian's mood was much better than before, and she recounted the information she had just received.
"The boy surnamed Ye has now left Yuangu City, destined to never return alive. Han Ling Duan is the ultimate victor."
"So there's no suspense in this game anymore. You go back to the casino right now and adjust the betting odds."
"That makes sense."
After hearing this, Zhao Xing's doubts also vanished.
"Elder, then how much should I adjust it to"
Zhao Qinglian thought for a moment, this odds thing if it changes too much, it might arouse suspicion from others.
"That's it, Ye Bufan wins at odds of 20 to 1, Han Ling Duan wins at odds of 1 to 20."
"Yes!"
Zhaoxing responded with a sound and also turned to walk out of the room.
Zhao Qinglian looked at the man in black in the room: "Go and tell Zhao Xingkong right now, and tell him to get rid of that Ye kid as soon as possible."
We must be quick, we can't let anyone else get there first. That kid has two hundred million Xianjing and a Nine Nether Blood Lotus on him. I want both of them brought back to me.
Besides, you should act incognito.
After all, the Hundred Schools Competition has rules. You can't lay a hand on the participating disciples. It has to be done secretly, without anyone noticing, and without leaving any trace.
"Understood, disciple, I shall attend to it now!"
The Black Cloak agreed with a nod and hurried out.
With everyone gone, a sinister look flashed across Zhao Qinglian's face: "A lowly ant from the Earth Paradise dares to defy my Zhao family You are destined to die without a burial place!"
The gambling house of the Four Directions Sword Sect was bustling with activity despite having two days until the Hundred Elite Competition. The place was crowded with people.
A large betting chart was pasted on the wall, with odds listed behind each person's name, naturally including Ye Bufan versus Han Lingkuang.
The ancient city is not very large, and the odds offered by all the casinos are basically the same, with no significant differences between them.
Ye Bufan won with odds of 1 to 10, and Han Lingduan won with odds of 10 to 1.
Shen Qiyue concealed herself within a voluminous black robe, her entire figure shrouded tightly. One could not discern her features, nor even tell that she was a woman.
She stayed here as Ye Bufan instructed, but the odds hadn't changed yet and it wasn't time for her to place her bet.
She waited here for about fifteen minutes, when suddenly two young men came out and changed the odds on Ye Bufan's fight against Han Lingkuang.
The odds shifted from 1 to 10 to 1 to 20, and along with it, Han Ling Duan's 10 to 1 odds also changed to 20 to 1.
A flash of light crossed Shen Qiyue's eyes. The eldest senior brother was truly brilliant, having calculated beforehand that the other party would adjust the odds.
She no longer waited, and directly called over a young lad. She took out a storage ring and placed two million mid-grade Xianjing as her wager.
The fellow was completely dumbfounded; he'd never seen such a high stake before.
He hurried to catch up and called the shopkeeper over. He was a middle-aged man with a small mustache.
He confirmed that Shen Qiyue was betting two million to wager Ye Bufan's victory, and he instantly beamed with delight.
He had just received a secret message from his family that Ye Bufan had escaped and there was no chance of him coming back alive, so he adjusted the odds. Unexpectedly, someone took the bait and placed a bet with the high payout so soon.
In his eyes, the two million was free money, so naturally he wouldn't refuse. He accepted it with a smile and put it in his pocket, while also issuing a contract from the casino.
Shen Qiyun didn't waste words with him, finished her business and turned to leave. She quickly entered the Han family gambling den not far away.
This time the wager was ten million mid-grade Xian crystals. The reaction here was not much different from that of the Four Directions Sword Sect. The shopkeeper happily accepted the bet.
Next is Zhao's gambling den, he also placed a bet of ten million.
After finishing all of this, Shen Qiyue left, found a secluded place to change her clothes, and returned to the station to wait.
The casino owners, having received so much money, were overjoyed and immediately reported it to their superiors.
After all, the stakes are too high; I have to report back to the family.
Upon learning that someone had heavily wagered on Ye Bufan's victory, the Zhao family, Han family, and the Four Directions Sword Sect all became determined to kill him.
In the night, dozens of figures moved like shadows through the darkness, leaving Yuan Gu City and flying towards the city gates.ple of the Du family and the future hope, he naturally enjoyed a great deal of resources.Xiahou Ting need not be mentioned, as a disciple of the Thunderstorm Sect and the future young sect master, he...