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"It's over, it's over! It's all over now!"

Li Shaoyun fell on the wooden chair in despair.

His rosy face was pale, and his eyes were staring blankly at the empty table, as if his backbone had been ripped out of his whole body.

"Hey, Major General Li, is this not possible?"

A sinister voice suddenly broke in from the side, with undisguised gloating and contempt in his tone.

Gu Huai looked slightly sideways and saw a burly young man wearing Jinwu Guard armor walking forward with square steps. This man had a playful sneer on his face. He was none other than Zhou Kui of Jinwu Guard.

Zhou Kui walked up to Li Shaoyun as if no one else was around and gently patted the saber on his waist.

"I, the commander, have been a bit tight lately, and I am thinking about where to go to make some money. I wonder if Major General Li dares to play a game with me, too?"

Li Shaoyun raised his head somewhat sluggishly, staring at Zhou Kui with his bloodshot eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Kui raised his eyebrows, pointed to the horse trail not far away, and said unhurriedly:

"The meaning is very simple. I also want to bet on horse racing with you."

"But the rules must remain the same. The horses you and I used just now cannot be used again in this game, lest others say that I, the commander, bullied you."

Li Shaoyun's mind, which was already a little frantic due to losing money, was aroused by Zhou Kui's contemptuous eyes, and instantly a wave of blood rushed straight to Tianling Gai.

"Zhou Kui, don't watch my jokes here. I'm still afraid of you, right?"

Li Shaoyun slammed the table and stood up. Because the movement was so violent, the wooden chair behind him fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Seeing this, Zhou Kui's eyes flashed with a hint of pride that his conspiracy had succeeded, and he curled his lips.

"It's natural to compare, but General Li, do you still have any money on you now?"

Li Shaoyun's movements suddenly froze, and he subconsciously touched his shriveled sleeve pocket, his face becoming extremely ugly for a moment.

"Why, the noble son of General Li can't even get out three thousand taels of silver?"

Zhou Kui crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Li Shaoyun sideways, the mockery in his tone getting stronger.

The children of the aristocratic families who were watching around also began to whisper to each other, and the pointing sounds reached Li Shaoyun's ears, making him feel burning pain on his face.

"Who said I don't have money?"

Li Shaoyun pulled off the piece of suet-fat white jade pendant that was as warm as jade and had excellent carving hanging from his waist, and slapped it hard on the table.

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