After being forced into a marriage with a wealthy family, the virtuous wife caused a huge uproar.

Ling Feng crossed his arms, toying with a silver ingot, raised his chin, and casually asked, "How big is it?"

Steward Zhou laughed and said, "Young master, you can play as big as you want."

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow, tossed the silver in his hand to Steward Zhou, and said, "Lead the way."

Manager Zhou caught the silver flying towards him steadily and said, "Thank you for the reward, young master."

Manager Zhou led Ling Feng up to the second floor. Gu Ce gave Li Xuan Ye a wink and then followed with Rong Yingluo and the others.

"Who are these people?" Manager Zhou asked.

"These are my friends, who came with me to broaden their horizons," Ling Feng explained.

"I see, then let's go have some fun together." Manager Zhou merely glanced at Gu Ce and Rong Yingluo.

These people had been following Ling Feng the whole time, and he had noticed them from upstairs long ago.

It's just a few people; they can't cause any real trouble.

Manager Zhou led the group up to the second floor and to the easternmost room. There was a large seal script character for "heaven" on the door. This was the deepest part of the second floor. Once here, there was no other way down the stairs except for the way they came.

The group went inside, and after the two black lacquered wooden doors closed, the noise outside was shut out, leaving only a buzzing sound.

The room was small, with a long gambling table in the center covered with a black brocade cloth. On the table were two sets of dominoes and two dice cups. Eight rosewood armchairs were arranged around the table, and a calligraphy scroll in wild cursive script hung on the wall, with strokes as sharp as knives, containing only one character: "和" (meaning "draw").

Ling Feng sat down in the middle of the three chairs facing south, with Gu Ce and Rong Yingluo sitting on either side of him.

Li Xuanye was helped to sit opposite the three by Pan Zhenming, with Ling Yun and Pan Zhenming sitting on either side of Li Xuanye.

Steward Zhou could tell from their seating arrangement that the six people were led by Ling Feng and Li Xuan Ye, while the other four were likely their servants.

However, they were all dressed very luxuriously, and the fabric of their clothes was a rare gold-threaded brocade, which ordinary wealthy families could not afford or buy.

As soon as Li Xuanye sat down, he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, as if he were just a guest.

"By the way, Steward Zhou, this young master isn't feeling well. Could you please give him a bowl of ginseng soup to help him recover?" Rong Yingluo asked in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Manager Zhou felt even more at ease. He was just a sickly man, so these people must have come purely to gamble, not to cause trouble.

"Of course." Steward Zhou immediately instructed a maidservant who was serving nearby to do so.

Soon, the maid brought in a bowl of steaming ginseng soup.

Rong Yingluo took it first, smelled it, and then tasted a little. Just as she took a small bite, a tiny pill fell from between her fingers into the bowl.

This action was observed by Li Xuanye on the other side.

"Hmm, not bad. Manager Zhou, your gambling den always keeps such good medicinal soup on hand," Rong Yingluo praised.

This ginseng soup is made from wild ginseng that is at least twenty years old, and it can invigorate qi and nourish blood.

"There's nothing we can do. The guests get so excited when they start playing that they don't care whether their bodies can handle it, so naturally some of them faint."

"Our Tiandi Gambling House is in business, and we can't afford to kill anyone, so we have to brew two bowls of this every day, just in case." Manager Zhou smiled like Maitreya Buddha, seemingly harmless.

He was already a little overweight, and with that smile, he seemed kind and approachable.

Rong Yingluo believed what Steward Zhou said. With people dying so often, who would want to gamble? Those who come here are all wealthy, or at least have some assets.

Li Xuanye took the ginseng soup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Manager Zhou, you invited us up here. What are your plans for the bet?" Ling Feng asked, as today was his home turf.

"Young master, how would you like to wager?" Steward Zhou asked calmly.

"Manager Zhou, I came to the capital for fun. I heard that the Heaven and Earth Gambling House is the most fun place in the capital, so I brought my friends here."

"To tell you the truth, I've been to at least eighteen or twenty gambling dens, and in the end, they always kicked me out. I wonder if Manager Zhou will do the same?" Ling Feng's lips curled up.

"I wonder what you mean by that, young master?" Steward Zhou asked, taken aback.

"Of course they can't afford to lose. They're afraid that if I keep gambling, the gambling den will close down." Ling Feng described himself as an invincible, god-level gambling god.

When Manager Zhou heard this, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he had really encountered an invincible gambling god? But he hadn't won every time downstairs either.

He then carefully observed Ling Feng's unsteady posture and guessed that he was some spoiled young master from who-knows-where, judging from his accent, he didn't seem to be from the capital. He must have come to the capital for leisure, just as Ling Feng had said.

This kind of person is the easiest to screw over. They have no connections in Beijing, so no one will care if something happens to them.

"Young master, it's a rare treat to come to the capital for fun, so you should naturally have a good time. Our Tiandi Gambling House is the most bustling place in the capital, and also the most financially powerful gambling house."

"If you can come up with 500,000 taels of silver today to gamble with my Heaven and Earth Gambling House, Zhou Mou can invite my best gambler to play with you. What do you think?" Manager Zhou put forward his request.

Although this kid was wearing a mask, the lower half of his face was exposed, and he looked to be around twenty years old. Even if he had been learning to gamble since birth, he could not possibly beat the most skilled gambler in Nanxia, ​​who was hired by Tiandi Gambling House.

"What? Five hundred thousand?" Ling Feng was taken aback by Manager Zhou's request.

"What, young master, you dare not?" Steward Zhou's tone was disdainful, clearly trying to provoke him.

"What's there to be afraid of? I don't have any on me, but I can lend them to these friends of mine. If that's not enough, I can even cut off an arm." Ling Feng's competitive spirit was aroused.

"Very well, young master is so generous." Steward Zhou smiled even more happily. "Someone, please invite Master Zong."

A man standing by the door immediately went out.

A short while later, a middle-aged man wearing a gray long robe entered. He was of medium build but had a full beard, making it impossible to discern his true appearance.

"Master Zong, this young master is from out of town and has come to the capital for leisure. He is willing to offer 500,000 taels of silver and an arm as gambling stakes. Please entertain him." Manager Zhou bowed respectfully to Master Zong.

Rong Yingluo and the others all looked at the middle-aged man.

Judging from his behavior, he was not skilled in martial arts, but he must have some ability to be invited by the Crown Prince to be the gambling master.

Gu Ce and Li Xuanye both frowned. They had been inquiring about this person at the Heaven and Earth Gambling House for the past few days, but hadn't been able to find out anything about them.

Ling Feng was also looking at this person, but he couldn't tell anything from his appearance.

Let's take a small gamble first and see how strong the other side is.

"No problem." Master Zong waved his hand and sat at the very front of the long table. "How would this young friend like to gamble? I'm happy to oblige."

"But you must first lay out the silver notes for our Steward Zhou to see. I, Master Zong, do not play children's games." Master Zong was very proud.

"Haha, no problem." Ling Feng laughed heartily, taking out all the silver notes and silver he had won tonight from his pocket and putting them on the table, along with the 200,000 taels of silver notes Rong Yingluo had given him. Adding what he had just won, the total was 360,000.

This money was borrowed from Rong Yingluo's family to tide her over.

Gu Ce took out 80,000 taels of silver notes from his person. Li Xuanye took out 50,000 taels.

Ten thousand taels are still needed.

In the end, Pan Zhenming took out 10,000 taels, which brought the total to 500,000 taels.

Manager Zhou stared wide-eyed, never expecting that these people actually had so much money on them.

Great! Leave this 500,000 tonight, and the casino won't have to open for months.

Moreover, there are over 100,000 taels of silver in it that I just won from the casino, and I have to get them back.

"Gentlemen, have fun." Steward Zhou left the room, giving the group some space.

But there were still two maids and four guards in the room.