Chapter 316: Leave the Bone Marrow Refining Pill!

Look at my Leopard! Total kill!

Chu Xiaotian flung open the Dice Cup, roaring as if he had used all his strength.

But the next second, the expected gasp and envy didn't appear; instead, the whole venue erupted in a huge burst of mocking laughter.

Hahaha! Is this the Leopard Young Master Chu talked about? I didn't see it wrong, did I?

Can't laugh to death, 2‑3‑5! This roll is even smaller than Mr. Jiang's fourteen points; Young Master Chu, are you just hearing emptily?

Chu Xiaotian's smile froze instantly, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on him.

He stared in disbelief, his eyes wide, fixed on the Dice Cup before him.

Inside, where is any Three Sixes Leopard?

Three dice lay there quietly, clearly showing 2‑3‑5, which adds up to only ten points!

"How... how could this happen?"

Chu Xiaotian's voice trembled, his hands shaking uncontrollably.

"I clearly heard Three Sixes! I could never mishear!"

Just as Chu Xiaotian stood dumbfounded, his brain a blank, a mocking voice rang out.

"Young Master Chu, truly a master of the Gambling Technique!"

Duanmu Hongjie crossed his arms, his face full of schadenfreude.

"A roll as low as 2‑3‑5, yet you heard it as Three Sixes—are you so desperate to win you've gone mad?"

Ma Jian at that moment lunged forward in a single stride and snatched the gold box from the table.

He then ran over to Jiang Feng's side and, like a lapdog, handed the gold box to Jiang Feng's hand.

"Young Master Chu, I concede! This top‑quality Elixir can only be possessed by Jiang Ge! You Chu Family ancestors, just wait for death!"

Chu Xiaotian's complexion turned deathly pale, his chest heaving violently.

It was only then that he finally realized he had lost.

And what he lost was the crucial Bone Marrow Refining Pill!

"Ah!"

A mournful howl burst from Chu Xiaotian's throat.

His eyes reddened, like a rampaging beast, glaring viciously at Jiang Feng.

"Jiang Feng! Did you sabotage it? Did you make my Three Sixes disappear, or what?"

It must have been Jiang Feng using some underhanded method, secretly swapping the dice in his Dice Cup; otherwise he couldn't have lost!

Jiang Feng looked at his hysterical state, a hint of speechlessness on his face.

He gave Chu Xiaotian a cool glance.

"Chu Xiaotian, you damn it, have some dignity!"

Duanmu Hongjie immediately stepped forward and cursed loudly.

"Losing is losing. If you can't stand losing, then don't play, damn it! How can you blame others for cheating when you lost? Even if you did, do you have proof?"

Duanmu Hongjie grew angrier as he spoke, pointing at Chu Xiaotian's nose.

"You have no skill yourself, only blame others? I think you, Young Master Chu, are a useless waste!"

People around began to murmur, their gazes at Chu Xiaotian filled with contempt.

"Exactly, blaming others for cheating after a loss is just uncouth!"

"Chu Xiaotian was indeed a bit over the line this time; the Gambling Game is meant to be Willing to Accept Loss."

"I think he's just unwilling to accept defeat, looking for an excuse."

Jiang Feng heard this and thought to himself that Chu Xiaotian wasn't stupid after all; at least he guessed Jiang Feng had meddled.

With his current cultivation, even without touching the Dice Cup, he could manipulate the dice inside at will using Spiritual Energy.

Indeed, the dice Chu Xiaotian just rolled were Three Sixes, and his Listening to Dice skill was not poor; he accurately heard the points inside Jiang Feng's Dice Cup.

So what of it?

In the face of absolute power, those so‑called techniques are meaningless.

As long as Jiang Feng wishes, Chu Xiaotian will never be able to roll Three Sixes again.

Jiang Feng ignored the rabid Chu Xiaotian, turned expressionlessly and prepared to leave.

Having secured the Bone Marrow Refining Pill, he had no need to stay and tangle with Chu Xiaotian.

"Don't go!"

At the instant Jiang Feng turned, Chu Xiaotian, as if mad, surged forward.

Under everyone's shocked gaze, he knelt heavily before Jiang Feng.

No one expected that the usually arrogant and self‑important Eldest Son of the Chu Family would kneel publicly for a single Bone Marrow Refining Pill.

Chu Xiaotian at that moment could no longer care about face; his expression was full of pleading.

"Mr. Jiang, I beg you! This Bone Marrow Refining Pill is the most precious thing of our Chu Family, my grandfather's life‑saving pill! I cannot lose it, I truly cannot!"

"I beg you, can you return the Bone Marrow Refining Pill to me?"

Chu Xiaotian knelt while urgently pleading.

"I can give you money—ten hundred million! No, twenty hundred million! Whatever amount you want, I'll give! I beg you, Mr. Jiang, return the Bone Marrow Refining Pill!"

His tone was humbly at its lowest, nowhere near his previous arrogant demeanor.

To preserve the Chu Family's foundation, he had to abandon all Dignity and bow his head to Jiang Feng in supplication.

Facing such humility, Jiang Feng showed no hint of emotion.

He looked down from his height at the kneeling Chu Xiaotian and said only four words.

"Willing to Accept Loss."

After speaking, he no longer gave Chu Xiaotian a glance, turned again, and marched toward the Fengfan Club's doorway.

Seeing Jiang Feng so blatantly give him no face, Chu Xiaotian's face instantly became extremely ferocious.

His gaze, dark and fierce, stared at Jiang Feng's back, and he bellowed.

"If you don't return the Bone Marrow Refining Pill, you won't get away! Bring them!"

As soon as the words fell, four figures like specters sprang out from the four corners of the gambling hall, instantly encircling Jiang Feng.

All four were middle‑aged, dressed in black Zhongshan jackets, upright in stature, exuding a powerful aura.

Feeling the four auras, everyone present turned pale.

"Grandmaster strongmen! It's four Grandmasters!"

"My god, the Chu Family actually sent four Grandmaster strongmen to protect Chu Xiaotian? That's an enormous move!"

Chu Xiaotian looked at Jiang Feng, surrounded by the four Grandmasters, and a vicious grin spread across his face.

"Mr. Jiang, I ask you not to refuse a toast only to drink a penalty wine. Leave the Bone Marrow Refining Pill, and I can give you a way out. Otherwise..."

He paused, a flash of murderous intent passing through his eyes, and said each word carefully.

"You and the Bone Marrow Refining Pill, stay here together!"

Jiang Feng halted, slowly turned, his gaze calmly sweeping over the four Grandmasters encircling him.

"Are you certain these four trash can stop me?"

Just as the tension reached its peak, a sharp shout suddenly rang out.

"Audacious! Who dares to cause trouble at the Fengfan Club!"

Clatter!

The crowd scattered, and Nanxi entered the room, her face full of anger.

She locked her gaze on Chu Xiaotian and barked coldly.

"Young Master Chu, wielding weapons in our Fengfan Club, you're being a bit excessive, aren't you?"