Dafa's Ambition

Shi Tiexin fell silent.

He had thought about it long ago.

He just had not expected that Wang Dafa, who had lately seemed somewhat crazed amid his favorable circumstances, had thought about it too.

No.

He had definitely thought about it.

Because a gambler's greatest fear was probably having the entire casino sealed off.

Shi Tiexin exchanged a glance with Youyou, then looked at Wang Dafa and said gravely, "Brother Fa, what's your plan? Are you thinking of turning back?"

Wang Dafa answered decisively, "No. Turning back is impossible, and I don't want to turn back in the first place. I've had enough of living a cowed, miserable life. As long as I draw breath, I must live in splendor."

"As for the future, my plan is simple: steal a hook and be executed; steal a nation and become a feudal lord!"

Shi Tiexin stared at Wang Dafa in shock, and Youyou did the same. They looked at this drunken madman, seemingly spouting endless drunken nonsense, yet also like a man baring the deepest ambition and greatest yearning in his heart without reservation.

Shi Tiexin did not know whether Youyou was putting on an act, but he was genuinely somewhat stunned.

Wang Dafa's eyes gleamed, carrying pressure, aggression, and an endless wildfire. "The East and West won't remain locked in a stalemate forever. But no matter who defeats whom, this land will ultimately need administrators, need leaders. And what I intend to do is swallow this land whole and rule it completely!"

Shi Tiexin could not help leaning forward slightly to remind him, "Brother Fa, walls have ears."

There were many female attendants next door and on the second floor. Who knew when Wang Dafa's words might reach someone else's ears? Wang Dafa had, after all, helped Shi Tiexin along,