Zhu Daoqing had made a huge wager for me—roughly thirty years' worth of third-grade qi plates, which was about equal to ten years' worth of second-grade qi plates. I had put in six years' worth of third-grade immortal-qi plates myself. Now that we had won the match, we naturally had to go to the casino and collect triple the wager, plus ten percent commission and the principal. We had also netted roughly seventy years' worth of third-grade immortal-qi plates. It was practically a jackpot.
The twelve years' worth of third-grade qi plates I had earned myself went without saying. Zhu Daoqing had also promised to split half the profits with me—that amounted to another thirty years' worth. After deducting the commission, I would have nearly forty years' worth of third-grade qi plates. That was more than enough for Han Shanshan to advance to the third grade. There would even be plenty left over; at least for a while, we would not lack true immortal qi.
After settling Zhu's sisters and Han Shanshan in the half-mountain villa, the two of us took a detour to the market to collect our winnings. While we were there, we also had to check the odds and wagers for the second match.
After all, he was the heir to the Zhu Household. When we arrived at the market, the casino's owner personally came out to greet us and, as promised, calculated the immortal-qi plates owed to us. The amount was exactly the same as what we had calculated on the way.
"Brothers may be close, but accounts must still be clear. Heh heh, this is yours!" Zhu Daoqing counted out my share, then continued, "I'll follow you on the second round too. If we win, I'll still give you half the profits! If we lose,