My Silly, Sweet Wife

Yuan Shao seemed nonchalant, then pointed at Zhou Weijun: ”And if you lose, he must die!”

Zhou Weijun’s face turned pale.

Yuan Shao’s control now far exceeded Zhou Weijun’s imagination.

Huo Yi had indeed screamed miserably just now.

If Ye Guichen lost, he really would have to kowtow, admit his mistake, and then commit suicide.

Although Zhou Weijun had done many bastardly things before, he had reformed after meeting Ye Guichen.

Especially now, life didn’t have much pressure; naturally, he didn’t want to die.

But, a bet is a bet.

Even though Zhou Weijun didn’t agree to this wager, since Ye Guichen had taken it on his behalf.

He had to fulfill the bet.

He didn’t want to see Ye Guichen become someone who broke his word for his sake.

”Who said I lost?”

But just as Zhou Weijun was about to step forward to fulfill the wager, Ye Guichen’s voice rang out, pointing at Huo Yi: ”I stabbed her seven times, and she still didn’t feel it. Doesn’t that count as my win?”

”Seven times?” Yuan Shao looked at Huo Yi instinctively, then laughed wildly: ”Kid, you clearly only stabbed once, and now you say it’s seven times? Haha, can’t accept losing, can you? Don’t worry, the one to die isn’t you, but my dear brother Weijun.”

Ye Guichen shook his head gently, without explaining, and snapped his fingers: ”Snap!”

With the crisp sound of a snap.

Huo Yi, who was still somewhat in shock, suddenly felt something was wrong.

She frantically looked down and her face changed dramatically.

Her abdomen had seven tiny blood holes that were slowly oozing blood, each at nearly the same flow rate, as if precisely calculated.

”How, how is this possible?” Huo Yi was covered in the venom of fireworms, having seen all sorts of strange things over the years with Secretary An Cangsheng.

But she had never seen anything so bizarre.

Just now, Ye Guichen only stabbed her once, so why were there so many blood holes?

One, two, three...

Counting carefully, there were exactly seven.

Huo Yi felt her head spinning, her body swaying, feeling like she was about to collapse.

Her face paled, she staggered and fell in front of Yuan Shao: ”Great General, save me.”

The feeling of losing all her blood made Huo Yi look just like any other mortal.

Now she looked so helpless.

Yuan Shao’s originally calm gaze finally became a bit flustered.

”How, how is this possible?” Yuan Shao’s face tightened.

Huo Yi was An Cangsheng’s person, and though she came out with him this time, if she died, An Cangsheng would inevitably question his competence.

”Quick, stop the bleeding!” Yuan Shao threw a small bottle to Huo Yi and ordered.

Someone immediately dragged Huo Yi down.

Before the threat of death, no matter how proud Huo Yi was, she was just like an ant.

Seeing Huo Yi being dragged away, Ye Guichen finally smiled and looked at Yuan Shao: ”Now, who lost?”

Yuan Shao’s face turned extremely bitter.

Everyone had seen that Ye Guichen only made one stab, yet Huo Yi ended up with seven blood holes.

There was only one explanation.

Ye Guichen’s speed of stabbing was too fast for anyone to see, let alone for Huo Yi to feel it.

This round, it was clear, Ye Guichen had won.

”Haha, suddenly I feel so interested!” Yuan Shao laughed, waving his hand for someone to carry the drowsy Liu Ruyi down, ”I originally came here to make my dear brother Weijun kneel and die in humiliation, but it seems there’s a bit of trouble now.”

Yuan Shao stood up, walked to Ye Guichen, and sniffed at him as if smelling something.

After a while, Yuan Shao raised his left hand, pinched his thumb between his index and middle fingers, flicked them lightly, and chanted something like a shaman.

Everyone felt confused.

Zhou Weijun, however, frowned, a bit terrified.

From what Zhou Weijun knew of Yuan Shao, he definitely wouldn’t let things go easily.

Also, although Zhou Weijun always heard Yuan Shao claim to be a descendant of Yuan Tiangang, he had never seen Yuan Shao use any sort of spell or trick.

However, Zhou Weijun also knew that there were probably some mysterious spells in this world, making it hard to avoid them.

”Brother Ye, be careful!” Zhou Weijun wanted to remind him instinctively.

But just at this moment, Yuan Shao suddenly laughed: ”Interesting, interesting, I didn’t expect that I couldn’t divine your fate. Since that’s the case, let me end your life today!”

With that, Yuan Shao turned around, sat back in his Taishi Chair, restoring his previous calm demeanor.

”Dear brother Weijun, I have lost interest in gambling with you, but I am more interested in this young Brother Ye.” Yuan Shao’s gaze fell on Ye Guichen, ”Since this is Boss Liu’s casino, and I am extremely fond of gambling, having once fled abroad and bet on a master, killing him after I had learned from him, thus earning my chance to return home. Now, I’ve bet on myself with the Godfather of Azure Dragon Commerce. I believe this bet can change the trajectory of my life.”

”And today, I want to make a bet with you, will you dare?” Yuan Shao pointed at Ye Guichen: ”With your skills, you intrigue me a lot, so you should feel honored, because you finally have my full attention.”

Ye Guichen smiled: ”Honored indeed.”

”Haha, since the last round counted as your win, how about this time, we bet the Medicinal Street?”

Ye Guichen nodded: ”That is precisely what I had in mind. How does Mr. Yuan suggest we wager, let’s hear it first.”

Yuan Shao narrowed his eyes and said coldly: ”Very simple. Just now, we wagered with another’s life. Now, we’ll bet with our own lives.”

Speaking, Yuan Shao waved to someone beside him: ”Tu Wan, come here.”

A man, about 1.4 meters tall, resembling Wu Dalang, walked up to Yuan Shao.

”Let me introduce, this is Mr. Tu Wan, Secretary An Cangsheng’s subordinate at the Azure Dragon Commerce. He is a gambling expert, unparalleled in the world. Today, I will bet myself, and have Mr. Tu stab my heart.”

As he spoke, a mad smile formed at the corner of Yuan Shao’s mouth: ”If Mr. Tu stabs my heart and I don’t die, I win. And you...”

Yuan Shao pointed at Ye Guichen: ”You can also choose someone to stab your heart with a knife. If you don’t die, you win. Of course, if you survive, I’ll hand over Medicinal Street. But if you lose, all of Yun City will be mine. How about it?”

”No way!”

”He’s a madman!”

”Brother Ye, he’ll use tricks and deceptions!”

Hearing such an outrageous and crazy wager, both Su Jiu’er and Zhou Weijun loudly objected.

Betting with their lives was simply too outrageous.