Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xie Xiaoyi turned his head upon hearing this, his roguish smile unchanged: "Hey—Miss Yaoyao, is there anything else you'd like to say?"

"I wouldn't presume to offer guidance," Mei Hua Yao Yao said, raising her chin slightly and speaking with certainty. "I want to make a bet with you."

She paused, a hint of arrogance flashing in her eyes:

"In this gambling den, I, Meihua Yaoyao, have gambled everywhere and have never lost—not even a draw. Today, we haven't settled the score, and I'm not satisfied."

Upon hearing this, Gao Lie's heart skipped a beat.

The scene of Xie Xiaoyi sending Zuo Songxing and You Songyue flying with a single move was still fresh in my mind; I couldn't fathom the depth of that kid's martial arts skills at all.

Although Qianjin Pavilion is backed by Paramount, it's really not worth getting into trouble for nothing if you offend such a ruthless and unassuming character.

His mind raced, and he felt that this matter absolutely could not be allowed to continue. He immediately stepped forward and tugged at Mei Hua Yao Yao's sleeve, advising her:

"Yaoyao, that's enough, that's enough."

Mei Hua Yao Yao, however, shook off his hand, her pretty face tense, her gaze still fixed on Xie Xiao Yi:

"Boss Gao, this is between him and me, and has nothing to do with Qianjin Pavilion."

Having said that, Plum Blossom Yao Yao raised an eyebrow, her tone becoming even more arrogant:

"Hey you, bastard, I'll ask you one more time—do you dare to gamble with me again?"

If you don't dare, then kowtow to me, Plum Blossom Yaoyao, in front of everyone and call me "Mom," and I will forgive and forget.

"If you dare, let's start another round, shall we?"

The moment those words were spoken, the air in the gambling den seemed to freeze. Everyone knew Plum Blossom's temperament.

She's incredibly beautiful, but also incredibly stubborn; she's clearly trying to get back at him.

Xie Xiaoyi pondered to himself.

In terms of gambling skills, even ten of me couldn't beat her. If we didn't gamble, calling her "Mom" wouldn't be a problem, but kowtowing would be too humiliating.

Ok?

You might as well bite the bullet and gamble. Winning is great, but if you lose, you can always renege on your debt and drag people away.

"Okay, let's agree on the betting details first."

Mei Hua Yaoyao pursed her red lips, her eyes filled with a fierce determination to win:

"Simple, keep rolling the dice. It's still a three-dice game, one round decides the winner."

Xie Xiaoyi nodded: "So how do we decide who wins and who loses? What happens if you lose, and what happens if I lose?"

Mei Hua Yao Yao stared at him, each word spoken with firm conviction:

"I lost. You can do whatever you want with me. Beat me, punish me, make me drink. I'll do whatever you want."

I won, so I'm going to tie you to the head of my bed and treat you like a dog.

"If I tell you to kneel, you kneel; if I tell you to lick, you lick; you eat cornbread for every meal, and you have to bark at me when you see me!"

Upon hearing this, everyone understood—that punishment was abuse, treating people like dogs!

Xie Xiaoyi didn't think of people being treated like dogs; he used his modern knowledge from before he transmigrated to imagine the scene.

You want me to kneel?

You want me to lick it?

This woman is really good at this!

His eyes began to linger on Mei Hua Yao Yao's waist.

Um......?

Losing is certainly tragic!

But if I win, she says I can do whatever I want.

Her waist—

It is just the right size, neither too big nor too small, truly a top-quality product!

If we waste one night...

Tsk—

Mei Hua Yao Yao's eyebrows shot up, her peach blossom eyes widening: "What are you 'tsk'ing about? Do you dare?"

Xie Xiaoyi smiled slightly: "I dare. Let's make this clear beforehand: if I lose, I'll be your lapdog; if you lose, you'll do whatever I want."

Lick the dog?

Mei Hua Yao Yao was hearing this term for the first time. Without thinking much, she nodded and agreed, "Okay!"

Xie Xiaoyi said solemnly, "Alright, let's make this vow with three high-fives in front of everyone!"

Mei Hua Yao Yao raised an eyebrow and, without much thought, reached out to meet her.

Snapped!

The first strike was delivered with just the right amount of force, causing her to sway slightly, but she didn't suspect anything amiss.

Snapped!

When the second palm strike landed, Xie Xiaoyi slightly increased the force with his fingertips and gently pushed forward.

Caught off guard, Mei Hua Yao Yao instinctively leaned back, her waist twisting with a supple, boneless motion.

Her chest swayed, and the curve almost made Xie Xiaoyi's nose bleed.

"You!" Plum Blossom Yaoyao was both angry and embarrassed. "Did you do this on purpose?"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry," Xie Xiaoyi laughed like a cat that had just stolen some cream. "A martial artist is bound to lose control when he uses force. Let's exchange a palm strike."

Mei Hua Yao Yao gritted her teeth and glared at him fiercely: "That slap is off the table, I... I don't want to take it anymore."

She was secretly complaining to herself.

That damn bastard shook my breasts out of shape inside my bodice. If there weren't so many people around, I could have adjusted them. It's so uncomfortable.

Seeing that she was unwilling to clap her hands again, Xie Xiaoyi knew he couldn't get any more benefits from her and that it was more important to get down to business.

He bent down and rummaged through the pile of loose silver coins he had won on the table, pulling out two heavy silver ingots, which he then weighed in his hands and shook.

"Anyone here is from the same town as Sister-in-law Qiaoyun?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than two lean men squeezed out from the crowd. "Hey buddy! We're from the same town as Qiaoyun!"

"How are you getting home today?"

"We have a donkey cart, let's take it back!"

"Alright, take them home for me, and this is yours."

As he spoke, he flipped his wrist, and the two gold ingots landed in the hands of the two men with a "thud".

The two men, holding the cold, heavy gold ingot in their hands, stared wide-eyed and hurriedly nodded and bowed.

"Yes, we absolutely have to! Don't worry, sir, we guarantee we'll get Sister Qiaoyun and her daughter home safely!"

Xie Xiaoyi picked up another ingot in his hand, and with a slight effort, it turned into a silver ingot.

"You all know my skills. If anything goes wrong on the road, I might..."

The two men swallowed hard, bowing and scraping before this "god of wealth," saying, "No, no! Absolutely not!"

Before she could finish speaking, Li Qiaoyun grabbed her daughter and they both knelt down with a thud.

"My benefactor! We, mother and daughter, will never forget your immense kindness! We would never utter a single complaint, even if we had to serve you like a slave!"

Xie Xiaoyi's roguish smile faded considerably as he helped the two women up, his voice clear and resonant, carrying a touch of chivalrous spirit:

"Sister-in-law Qiaoyun, get up quickly! We people of the martial arts world believe in chivalry and righteousness, and we don't need to express gratitude for great kindness. You don't need to do this!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the gamblers in the room erupted in cheers, and even Gao Lie couldn't help but nod in approval.

This kid looks carefree and irresponsible, but deep down he has a chivalrous spirit.

Seeing this, the two men tucked the gold ingot into their pockets and repeatedly replied, "Don't worry, hero! We'll take them back right away, and we guarantee a safe journey!"

A great hero?

Ha ha!

Laozi was known in the lower echelons of the underworld as: the Thief King - the Grand Marshal among flower thieves!

Xie Xiaoyi smiled slightly, and in her heart, she felt happy, beautiful, and sweet.

......

Two men escorted Li Qiaoyun and her daughter away hastily, and Xie Xiaoyi watched their figures disappear through the doorway.

"Have you seen enough?" Mei Hua Yao Yao's voice suddenly rang out, tinged with sarcasm.

Xie Xiaoyi turned around, raised an eyebrow and smiled, then walked straight to the other side of the gambling table and stood there.

The two men faced each other across the gambling table.