Chapter 93: Silver and the Jade Tablet

In the Silver Hook Gambling House, with the appearance of the Three Friends of Winter, the atmosphere instantly became tense and drawn, extremely strained.

Gusong looked at Shangguan Xueer coldly: "I thought you were a very clever little girl, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid. The Rakshasa Tablet is worth a fortune; how could it be measured by mere gold and silver?"

Cold Plum sighed: "It is I who harmed you. I told you there was a Silver Hook Gambling House here that was very fun and interesting, but I never expected you to actually steal the Rakshasa Tablet and sell it."

Kuzhu shook his head and said: "You secretly sold the Rakshasa Tablet; if the Young Master finds out about this, he certainly won't spare you."

The three of them seemed to be considering things for Yu Liancheng, but how could they have arrived so promptly? And how could they not have informed Yu Liancheng?

"I already know about this matter."

Just at this moment, a clear and resonant voice came from outside the gambling house.

The expressions of the Three Friends of Winter changed, but they quickly returned to normal.

A moment later, Yu Liancheng, dressed in black, entered the Silver Hook Gambling House.

When he appeared, everyone could not help but fix their gaze upon him.

Some people become legends while they are still alive, and Yu Liancheng is undoubtedly such a person.

And when the crowd saw him, they did not need to ask his name to know he was Yu Liancheng.

The world-renowned Jade-Faced Divine Sword.

Gusong bowed slightly and said: "Young Master, the Rakshasa Tablet is in the hands of that Blue Beard."

Blue Beard's thick brows furrowed, but he showed no fear, only laughing: "This tablet wasn't stolen or snatched by me; it was sold to me by your apprentice. Money for goods, a fair trade, both parties were willing."

"Is what he says true?" Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Shangguan Xueer, his expression slightly darkening.

A stifling atmosphere instantly arose in the room; everyone felt as if a great mountain were pressing down on their hearts, and almost everyone could hear the rapid breathing of those beside them.

Yet Shangguan Xueer remained very calm: "It is true, Master."

"Heh, how much did you sell it for?" Yu Liancheng sneered.

"Five hundred thousand taels," Shangguan Xueer answered very honestly.

"Five hundred thousand taels, good, good, good—you could sell the tablet for five hundred thousand taels of silver?!" Yu Liancheng laughed in extreme anger; his voice was not loud, yet everyone could hear it clearly, and they felt an inexplicable sense of a storm about to break.

Just as the atmosphere grew even more stifling, almost to the point of suffocation, Yu Liancheng suddenly burst into loud laughter, as if parting the dark clouds to reveal the sun again: "Good, you did very well indeed. A tablet worth one thousand taels of silver sold for five hundred thousand taels; this business was truly too worthwhile."

"If I could do this kind of business every day, I fear it wouldn't be long before I became the richest person in the world," Shangguan Xueer said with a sweet smile.

Yu Liancheng shook his head: "There aren't many people as stupid and as rich as this; perhaps there is only this one."

The people in the Silver Hook Gambling House were almost dumbfounded.

But soon they understood the meaning of this master and apprentice.

The gamblers cast their gazes toward Blue Beard, their eyes filled with unspeakable pity, mockery, and schadenfreude...

There are not many people who are both stupid and rich.

—Blue Beard is one.

How could one not take a few more looks at a person like this?

"Master, the play is over; can I act on my own now?" Shangguan Xueer said.

Yu Liancheng nodded: "Of course."

Shangguan Xueer walked up to the dealer, looked at the dealer with pure, flawless eyes, and giggled.

The dealer was also completely stunned: "Guest... you... what are you doing?"

"This young lady is going to beat you up."

Shangguan Xueer darted forward, reached out, grabbed the dealer's collar, and pulled hard, forcing his body to lean forward; a small fist then met him head-on, striking his nose.

"That's for cheating, that's for playing tricks."

"Such poor technique, and you dare to embarrass yourself in front of this young lady."

"I wanted to beat you up from the start, I've just been holding it in until now."

As Yu Liancheng's apprentice, she had some small achievements in gambling techniques; she had long ago discovered that the other party was cheating and playing tricks, treating her like a fool, and her heart had been filled with accumulated anger, which she was only now finally venting.

"This isn't the Rakshasa Tablet?"

The person speaking was Blue Beard; he stared fixedly at Shangguan Xueer, as if he wanted to swallow her whole, skin and bones.

He spat out these eight words almost one by one.

His chest was heaving violently, his rage like a volcano about to erupt, impossible to suppress.

After finishing her lesson to the dealer, Shangguan Xueer smiled: "This is indeed the Rakshasa Tablet. But it is a fake Rakshasa Tablet, made by paying one thousand taels of silver to the 'Master of Ingenious Hands' Zhu Ting."

Blue Beard gritted his teeth and said: "You! Tricked! Me!?"

Shangguan Xueer tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Did I ever say this was the real Rakshasa Tablet?"

Blue Beard said gloomily: "But you wanted to sell it for five hundred thousand taels of silver."

"A seller naturally hopes the selling price is as high as possible; you didn't haggle, can you blame me?" Shangguan Xueer blinked her large eyes and asked curiously: "Since a person as stupid as you can actually run a gambling house, is there some secret to it? Can you tell me?"

"You are courting death!!" Blue Beard's rage could no longer be suppressed and erupted violently.

Fortunately, he had not completely lost his reason.

He first waved his hand, ordering his burly subordinates to kill Yu Liancheng and the Three Friends of Winter.

Meanwhile, Blue Beard pounced toward Shangguan Xueer like a starving tiger descending a mountain, his hands curled into claws, like a tiger or a leopard.

He already hated this little girl to the bone; although he knew he was definitely no match for the 'Jade-Faced Divine Sword', he still attacked brazenly.

At worst, he would kill this girl and escape through the secret passage.

As the owner of the Silver Hook Gambling House, Blue Beard naturally possessed a few extremely terrifying martial arts skills; his pounce was as swift as lightning and carried a foul, bloody stench—he was truly a fierce tiger descending the mountain, grinding its teeth and sucking blood, ready at any moment to tear the opponent into shreds, chew them, and swallow them into his belly.

His pounce and claw looked simple, but his energy was perfectly integrated, without a single flaw.

At least, Shangguan Xueer could not find one.

She could only dodge.

Dodge without stopping.

The petite figure spun incessantly.

It seemed as if she could be torn to shreds by the opponent at any moment.

Yu Liancheng was weaving among the burly men, flicking his sleeve lightly to send one of them flying, looking relaxed and at ease, as if he did not see that this half-disciple of his was trapped in a predicament.

Shangguan Xueer had been forced into a corner.

She had nowhere left to hide.

Blue Beard had already revealed a ferocious grin, but just at this moment, with a sound like a dragon's roar, a flash of sword light flew from Xue'er's sleeve.

The sword light was beautiful, like snow piled upon flowering trees.

The person wielding the sword was even more beautiful, charming and enchanting.

The sword light and her face reflected off one another, looking even more like a fairy descended to the mortal world.

This scene was truly too beautiful, and Blue Beard could not help but be stunned for a moment; the seamless flow of his Qi showed a flaw at this very instant.

Although it was only for a fleeting moment.

It was already enough.

The sword light flashed.

A spot of blood splashed from his forehead.

The arrogant Blue Beard had already fallen backward.