"Brother Ma Niu, that fellow Chen really fleeced you, and those two women too. If not for them, you wouldn't have lost so miserably this time."
After Chen Lin and the others left, Hua Wuyue spoke to Ma Niu.
"What are you trying to say?"
Ma Niu rubbed the crack on the Black Pot, a flicker stirring in his dull eyes.
"Nothing."
Hua Wuyue smiled.
Then he raised an eyebrow.
"I remember you won quite a few gambling matches with small stakes and big returns before, didn't you? How far are you from getting a Gold Medal Identity?"
Without waiting for Ma Niu to answer,
he continued in a low voice, "I heard that a gambling match brimming with opportunities will be held in the Gold Medal Room in three days. If you've obtained the identity by then and are interested, we can join forces and take back what belongs to us."
At Hua Wuyue's proposal, Ma Niu remained silent for a long time.
Seeing this,
Hua Wuyue's gaze flickered. "Since I was able to learn about it in advance, naturally, I have some confidence. But one person's strength is limited, so I'd like to bring in a few helpers."
"It won't just be you. Other experts will participate too. If we win, you won't need to share any of your winnings. All we need to do is work together and not betray each other."
Ma Niu remained silent.
Only after nearly half the time it took to drink a cup of tea did he nod slightly. "All right. I'll come find you then."
With that, he rose and left.
Hua Wuyue sat for a while longer before finishing his deliberations. But instead of returning to the Ordinary Arena, he continued participating in other gambling matches.
Chen Lin did not