Chapter 328: Who the hell are you?!

Jiang Feng gave Nanxi a slight nod, turned and headed for the VIP Hall entrance.

The gambling game that caused such a stir was, to him, just a trivial hassle to settle casually.

Ma Jian and Duanmu Hongjie, seeing this, immediately followed like two lapdogs, their faces plastered with sycophantic smiles.

"Brother Feng! You were insanely awesome tonight! That was Gambling Saint Gao Yi, you spun him around and he went crazy—so satisfying!"

Ma Jian squeezed up beside Jiang Feng, his tone full of admiration, his eyes almost split with laughter.

"Yeah, Brother Feng! Royal Flush! Mental Power Counterattack! That move was godlike! From now on you're my only idol!"

Until now, the two only thought Jiang Feng was strong, with a hint of forced obedience.

But now they are completely subservient; following such an awesome figure will surely bring endless benefits.

The surrounding people, seeing Jiang Feng leave, automatically split into two rows, clearing a wide passage.

Each face bore a reverent expression, their gazes filled with admiration.

After all, this guy is the big shot who defeated the Gambling Saint!

After this gambling game, his name is destined to stir a storm in the Longguo Gambling Arena.

And Chu Xiaotian watched Jiang Feng's departing back, his eyes filled with bitter resentment.

Jiang Feng! Wait for me! Sooner or later, I'll repay the humiliation you gave me today, double!

I'll trample you completely beneath my foot!

Chu Xiaotian took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and turned to look at the still crouching, frantic Gao Yi.

No matter what, he still had to whisk Gao Yi away quickly, otherwise staying here would be even more shameful.

After much effort, he pinned the frantic Gao Yi and prepared to leave, when three overwhelmingly strong auras suddenly surged in from the VIP Hall entrance, instantly enveloping him and Gao Yi.

Chu Xiaotian's complexion changed sharply; he instinctively stepped back, eyes alert toward the newcomers.

Three people followed behind Manager Song, expressionless, staring at Chu Xiaotian.

The strangest part was that the aura emanating from these three men was all Grand Master level!

Chu Xiaotian's heart gave a sudden thud, a bad premonition rising within him.

Manager Song walked up to the two, his tone cold and indifferent as he said,

"Young Master Chu, Mr. Gao, don't rush to leave. You lost the gambling game, the stakes must be paid, right? A total of sixty billion cash; leave the money, and you can go."

"Sixty billion?!"

Chu Xiaotian's face turned deathly pale; although he is the Eldest Son of the Jiangbei Chu Family, he literally has no that much cash.

"Are you crazy? My Master is already like this, and you still force him for money?"

"Force?"

Manager Song sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

"At the Fengfan Club, Willing to Accept Loss is the rule. If you lose money, you must acknowledge it; no matter who you are, you must obey the rule."

Chu Xiaotian bit his teeth, a grimace appearing on his face.

"You dare force me to stay? I'm the Eldest Son of the Jiangbei Chu Family! My father is Chu Xiongfei; if you dare touch me, my Chu family will never let you go!"

He thought that invoking the Jiangbei Chu Family name would make the other side wary.

After all, the Chu family is one of the top great families in Jiangbei, with massive influence.

But unexpectedly, Manager Song showed not the slightest fear, his smile growing even colder.

"So what if it's the Jiangbei Chu Family? On the Fengfan Club's turf, even Imperial Family disciples who lose money must dutifully settle the bill!"

Chu Xiaotian stared at Manager Song's icy gaze, then at the three Grand Masters eyeing him like tigers, his heart completely panicked.

He knew that if he didn't produce the money today, he definitely couldn't leave.

But he simply couldn't produce sixty billion!

Chu Xiaotian's gaze fell on the still crouching, frantic Gao Yi, a deep disgust flashing in his eyes.

The current Gao Yi had not only lost all his fortune, but was also a lunatic.

Even the Gambling Saint's reputation was completely ruined; he was a total burden!

Rather than be dragged down by Gao Yi, it'd be better to dump him here.

Thinking this, Chu Xiaotian immediately said to Manager Song,

"The one who owes you money is Gao Yi, it has nothing to do with me! He wanted to raise the stakes, I never agreed! If you want money, go after him, don't cling to me!"

Having said that, he didn't dare glance at Gao Yi again, turning and sprinting toward the VIP Hall entrance.

Manager Song watched Chu Xiaotian's fleeing back, a cold smile curling at his mouth,

"Take Gao Yi down, watch closely. Notify the others: if Gao Yi can't produce the money, sell all his Las Vegas property and casino shares!"

"Yes, Manager Song!"

The two Grand Masters responded in unison, stepped forward, seized the still screaming, frantic Gao Yi, and headed out of the VIP Hall.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side, Jiang Feng had already walked out of the Fengfan Club's main gate.

Ma Jian immediately leaned in, his face beaming, and asked,

"Brother Feng, it's still early; where do you want to go next? Grab a drink and relax, or go somewhere else for fun? Wherever you want, I'll go with you!"

Jiang Feng waved his hand; he wasn't in the mood to play, just wanted to get home and rest.

He was about to have Ma Jian escort him home when Jiang Feng's gaze suddenly narrowed, looking toward the nearby parking lot.

In the corner of the parking lot, a man and a woman were tugging each other.

The man clutched the woman's arm tightly, trying to drag her into a nearby luxury car, while the woman, though drunk, seemed unwilling to follow him.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng's eyes sharpened.

Because he happened to know that woman.

It's the old friend Shen Junyao!

Even so, Jiang Feng doesn't want to meddle in idle matters.

After all, no matter what, Shen Junyao is a person of the City Defense Office, Safety should not encounter any problem, okay.

But just as he was about to turn and leave, Shen Junyao's voice, clear, entered his ears.

"Get out of here! Don't touch me!"

Hearing that, Jiang Feng's eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Thus, he had no Silk hesitation, immediately walked toward the two.

At this moment, Du Fusheng was still single‑mindedly trying to pull Shen Junyao onto the car.

He had chased Shen Junyao for a long time, but Shen Junyao kept ignoring him.

Tonight, after much effort, he finally found a chance to be alone with Shen Junyao.

He thought this was a Thousand‑year‑rare good opportunity, so he seized the chance to get Shen Junyao drunk, intending to forcefully take her back to his villa.

Just as he was about to drag Shen Junyao into the car, Du Fusheng felt smug inside, when suddenly he saw a man walking over.

Before he could react, the other grabbed Shen Junyao's arm in one hand, pulling her away from his grasp.

Du Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then his face showed an angry Divine expression.

He had finally waited for this chance with great difficulty; how could it be ruined by someone?

And Shen Junyao, pulled into the man's arms, groggily lifted her head.

When she saw the man's face before her, Shen Junyao's drunken face instantly showed a surprised smile.

She immediately lunged fiercely into his embrace, murmuring with her mouth.

"Jiang Feng? Is it really you? Am I making a Dream? How did you end up here…"

Jiang Feng was thrown into his chest by Shen Junyao, smelled a strong alcohol scent in his nose, his eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

He was just about to speak, when beside him Du Fusheng instantly erupted.

"Who the hell are you?"

Du Fusheng pointed at Jiang Feng, roaring angrily.

"Dare you touch my woman?"