Han Wu was led out of the main hall to prepare in a lounge.
Inside the main hall, the hundred-odd people discussed the wager agreement with the Wealth God King.
"Truly, the ignorant fear nothing. That kid actually signed a wager agreement with the boss. Does he not know that the boss is an ever-victorious general who has won hundreds of battles in the gambling arena?"
"He mastered divine authority at such a young age, so Han Wu does have the capital to be arrogant. But arrogance depends on who you are facing. If he dares act cocky before the boss, his divine authority will be smashed to pieces!"
"Boss, what are you planning to bet against him? Forget it, no matter what the wager is, he is bound to lose."
Nearly everyone had no hopes for Han Wu, who had signed the wager agreement.
Wealth God King Zhao Zihong sat on his throne in a daze.
The Chief Maidservant who served Wealth God King Zhao Zihong had accompanied him for countless years. She knew that whenever he wore this expression, he had encountered something difficult to understand.
At once, the Chief Maidservant went behind Wealth God King Zhao Zihong and began kneading his shoulders with her soft hands.
"What matter has left Your Majesty perplexed? Perhaps this servant can ease Your Majesty's worries."
Of all people, Wealth God King Zhao Zihong trusted the Chief Maidservant the most.
He said, "I used my divine authority to predict the wager agreement. My chance of success is 99.9%."
The Chief Maidservant's lovely brows drew together.
Even she, with all her sensitivity and understanding, could not discern where Wealth God King Zhao Zihong's concern lay.
"Your Majesty, is that success rate not perfectly normal?"
"Normal?" Wealth God King Zhao Zihong asked in return.