Chapter 1087: I'll Handle This

Big! Big! Big!

Small! Small! Small!

Inside the Mu family gambling house, the shouts of "big" and "small" never stopped, with people yelling until their faces were red and their necks were strained.

As time passed, more and more people poured into the gambling house, most carrying Yuan Shi, hoping to try their luck. Others who had lost everything stumbled out with bloodshot eyes, cursing as they went.

At some point, a strange phenomenon caught the attention of many gamblers.

Soon, the gamblers gathered around one particular table, all because a remarkable player had appeared there. Since his arrival, he hadn't lost a single round, and in less than three hours, he had won seventy to eighty thousand Yuan Shi.

That remarkable player was, of course, the young man in white.

He's the gambling god!

The gathered gamblers looked at the young man in white with the awe reserved for a deity.

The young man in white remained calm and composed, a playful smile on his lips as he casually placed his bets and collected his winnings.

This scene made the other gamblers' eyes gleam with excitement. Many had started following his bets and won handsomely, drawing even more people to the table. The Mu family gambling house was losing badly and couldn't hold its head up.

Sensing the situation worsening, Mu Wanqing glanced from the third-floor railing at Ye Chen, who had been silently performing divinations.

Ye Chen finally moved, stepping forward and transforming his appearance into that of a burly man radiating killing intent.

Unconditionally cooperate with him!

Mu Wanqing immediately sent a message to the dealer shaking the dice at that table, as Ye Chen was about to take over, and he had changed his appearance to avoid being recognized.

Big! Big! Big!

When Ye Chen arrived, the gamblers were shouting enthusiastically.

Once the dice cup was opened, a wave of thunderous cheers erupted, as the roll was big.

After receiving their payouts in Yuan Shi, all the gamblers at the table turned to the young man in white, their expressions mostly filled with reverence. He was incredibly skilled, winning every bet like a true gambling god.

The young man in white lounged back in his chair, facing the dealer directly, idly twirling the ring on his thumb, a teasing and playful smile on his lips.

Piled in front of the young man in white were heaps of sparkling Yuan Shi of various types, at least over a million in total. The sight made the surrounding gamblers' eyes light up— that was enough Yuan Shi to buy a dozen properties in You Du.

"You go rest; I'll handle this." Ye Chen patted the dealer on the shoulder.

The dealer understood and quickly wiped his sweat as he stepped aside— Mu Wanqing had already messaged him beforehand.

"Another switch?" The gamblers at the table raised their eyebrows as Ye Chen stepped in, but they were used to it by now. The Mu family gambling house had cycled through over a dozen dealers, and they had all lost miserably.

"We've got our gambling god!" The gamblers said with schadenfreude, inching closer to the young man in white.

"No matter who you switch in, it's useless!" The young man in white stretched his neck comfortably, his arrogance soaring as if no one from the Mu family gambling house could challenge him. He was extremely confident in his divination techniques, believing no one could evade his calculations.

Ye Chen ignored him and started shaking the dice cup.

Come on, bet big for big payouts, bet small for small payouts. Place your bets and no touching after!

Ye Chen shook the cup while shouting loudly, ramping up the excitement in the room.

Seeing this, the gamblers at the table all looked toward the young man in white, deciding to follow his bets. After all, he was the gambling god, and winning over a million Yuan Shi wasn't just talk.

The young man in white smirked playfully but didn't place his bet immediately, his hand in his sleeve already starting to calculate.

A flash of divine light passed through Ye Chen's eyes, gone in an instant.

In that moment, Ye Chen traced the source of the young man in white's divination technique and seized the subtle opportunity hidden within.

"You're far from it." Ye Chen thought with a cold laugh, having already gauged the young man in white's skill. Though his divination was mysterious, it was nowhere near the level of Zhou Tian Evolution.

"Ten thousand, big." As Ye Chen chuckled inwardly, the young man in white casually pushed out ten thousand Yuan Shi.

"Big! Big! Big! I'll bet big too."

"Five hundred, on big."

"Follow the gambling god— win until the money burns our hands."

The young man in white's bet triggered a chain reaction, with the gamblers at the table tossing out their Yuan Shi one after another. They all stared at Ye Chen, rubbing their hands in anticipation, eyes gleaming as they waited to collect their winnings.

Not just them— on the third floor, the elder in purple robes and Mu Wanqing were watching too.

The two felt a hint of tension, unsure of Ye Chen's chances, but they knew that if even he couldn't counter the young man in white, the Mu family gambling house was doomed today.

Down below, Ye Chen continued shaking the dice cup, the three dice clinking crisply inside.

"Damn it, can you hurry up? You're delaying my winnings." Someone impatience shouted, stirring up a wave of restlessness among the gamblers, who all glared at Ye Chen.

Bang!

Under everyone's gaze, Ye Chen smiled and slammed the dice cup onto the table.

"Any more bets?"

"None, none— open it already!"

"Stop dragging it out."

"Then I'll open it." Ye Chen lifted the dice cup, revealing the three bright dice. But to the gamblers, the numbers—one, two, three, for a total of six points—were infuriatingly small.

"Damn it!" Curses erupted from the table.

"How is this possible?" The young man in white remained slouched in his chair, but his face had turned ashen. He had calculated five, five, and six, yet not a single number matched.

"It's done." The elder in purple robes on the third floor was thrilled.

"He's destined to be our Mu family's benefactor." Mu Wanqing's eyes sparkled with excitement. Ye Chen's first move had already crushed the young man in white's momentum, making her plea to him worthwhile.

"Collect the money." Ye Chen's voice was rough and commanding, fully embodying the burly man as he swept all the Yuan Shi and storage bags from the table— everyone had bet on big.

"You're cheating."

"My friend, you can eat anything, but you can't just spout nonsense." Ye Chen shot the speaker a fierce glare. "If you accuse me of cheating, show me the proof. If not, watch your mouth."

"You..."

"Continue." Ye Chen had already started shaking the dice cup again. Earlier, he had used Zhou Tian Evolution to mask the young man in white's calculations, creating a false illusion to mislead him.

Ye Chen was indeed cheating, but with an incredibly profound technique that no ordinary gambler could detect.

Come on, bet big for big payouts, bet small for small payouts. Place your bets and no touching after!

Ye Chen chuckled to himself and began shouting again, ignoring the gamblers' reddened stares.

Now, all eyes turned back to the young man in white.

Losing once or twice is normal!

The gamblers thought this way. Even a gambling god wasn't invincible, so they still believed in him and hoped he could lead them to a comeback.

"Twenty thousand, big!"

As everyone watched, the young man in white flicked out twenty thousand Yuan Shi, not forgetting to glance at Ye Chen.

"Big! Big! Big! Bet big!"

Just like the first time, the gamblers rushed to bet, wagering even more Yuan Shi than before, determined to win back their losses with interest.

Bang!

With another bang, Ye Chen slammed the dice cup down.

"Any more bets?"

Ye Chen scanned the table, his gaze lingering on the young man in white for a second.

"Cut the crap and open it!"

Someone yelled impatiently, their face dark with anger.

"Then I'll open it!"

Ye Chen lifted the dice cup, revealing the three gleaming dice.

"Damn it!"

Like the first time, curses filled the air once the dice were seen.

"This...!" The young man in white couldn't stay calm any longer. He shot up from his seat, his earlier playfulness gone. This time, none of the numbers matched his calculations, leaving him baffled.

"Collect the money, collect it!"

Ye Chen eagerly gathered the winnings, not forgetting to send a message to Mu Wanqing: "I've won all this back for your Mu family. Is there a reward, like some Yuan Shi?"

"Of course there is." Mu Wanqing smiled radiantly, realizing Ye Chen was quite the talent. If she could win him over with money, she'd be willing to spend as much as needed.

"That's more like it." Ye Chen adjusted his clothes.

"You're cheating, you bastard is cheating."

"You're just mad because you lost. Are you here to cause trouble?" Ye Chen's killing intent flared as he glared fiercely at the speaker. "And watch your mouth."

"You..."

"Continue." Ye Chen shot the person a stern look and shook the dice cup again. "This time, all of you better watch closely. Don't blame the world when you lose."

"Fine, you're good." Someone gritted their teeth and pulled out their storage bag, clearly betting their last possessions.

"Betting god, get it right this time and beat him." Many gamblers huddled closer to the young man in white, glaring viciously at Ye Chen, their eyes red with fury.

Tsk!

Ye Chen remained unfazed, shaking the dice cup with a carefree air.

The young man in white sat up straight, his eyes narrowed at the dice cup, his face twisted in anger from the previous losses. He had never lost at gambling or divination before.

This time, he calculated repeatedly before finally making his bet.

"Fifty thousand, big!"

The young man in white pushed out the Yuan Shi, his voice laced with cold intent.