"What are you looking at, Brother Chen?"
"Are you looking for somewhere bandits might appear? Unfortunately, this stretch is all open ground. Half an hour is almost up, and I'm afraid the bandits you're hoping for won't appear."
Hua Wuyue broke the silence.
Chen Lin glanced at him and ignored him.
Instead, he asked the dealer, "If I personally enter the scene and rob the convoy within that half-hour period, would that satisfy the conditions of my bet?"
"No."
The dealer's answer was short and direct.
"Hahaha!"
Hua Wuyue burst out laughing.
"So that's what you were planning, Brother Chen! You're dreaming. How could the casino let you exploit a loophole? If that worked, I'd have won enough money to leave long ago."
"Is that so?"
Chen Lin replied calmly.
Then he treated him as though he were thin air and continued watching the convoy in the image.
Unable to see Chen Lin lose his temper, Hua Wuyue felt rather bored. He turned his gaze toward Divine Maiden Buxi, but after hesitating for a long while, he still did not dare mock her.
He could only sit down sulkily.
Chen Lin had been watching him all along and was astonished by this. Divine Maiden Buxi actually commanded such fear. It seemed he needed to pay her more attention.
"Sing over wine, for how fleeting is life?"
"You've traveled so far, weary riders and exhausted horses alike. Why not stop and have a drink to quench your thirst?"
As the languid voice rang out, a figure riding a donkey appeared in the image. She seemed to move slowly, yet reached the front of the convoy in just a few steps.
Everyone beside the gambling table froze.
All at once.
They all turned their gazes toward Chen Lin.
For this was neither