"You dead shemale, you fucking set me up!!" Qian Wuliang immediately started hopping mad.
He could rack his brains and still never guess that guy had an extra half a leg.
This was more than a trap—it was a bottomless pit!
What a complete loss of conscience!
"Hey, hey, hey. A bet was a bet. If you couldn't afford to lose, then don't gamble~" Seeing Qian Wuliang fall into the pit, Wei Wu immediately resorted to provocation.
Qian Wuliang was greedy for money, loved gambling, and kept his word.
Sure enough, the words "a bet was a bet" instantly pinned Qian Wuliang down.
To drive the point home, Wei Wu went straight for the heart. "You said I set you up, so let me tell you: You Wenqu was pale-faced and beardless. If you'd looked carefully, you should have been able to tell he was a eunuch. And it wasn't exactly unheard of for a eunuch not to have been cut cleanly."
"Besides, my Corpse Pill is far more valuable than one month's right to use your lousy sedan."
"Risks and rewards were equal. Did you think I'd just give you a Corpse Pill for nothing? Using a small stake to win big—this wager was fair."
Having said that, Wei Wu unceremoniously yanked Qian Wuliang down, snatched the Corpse Control Bell, and contentedly crossed one leg over the other. "So, a bet was a bet. For the next month, your Dual Corpse Sedan is mine."
Qian Wuliang's teeth itched with rage, but there was nothing he could do.
First, a bet was a bet. Second, if they truly fought, he was no match for Wei Wu.
Thus, Wei Wu practically dragged and bound Qian Wuliang to his side, traveling day and night until they reached Heaven Punishing City.
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