Life Is All About Acting

"Our first priority now should be to infiltrate and become residents of Mangcang Town. Does anyone have any good suggestions?" Wan Chengnan didn't have time to investigate Yu Chengxian had gotten in through connections; completing the mission was the most important thing right now.

"I think Mangcang Town is rather chaotic, so having a few more people shouldn't attract much attention. However, we'll have to change our attire," Analytic Bai Yishui. Having traveled to various countries for many years, he was quite adept at observing such details.

The scene just now showed that the local residents of Mangcang Town are not very united, which means that they don't pay much attention to each other on a daily basis.

Moreover, although Mangcang Town is small, it is still a town, and its population is estimated to be over 10,000. With a population of 10,000, it is impossible for everyone to know each other.

So all they needed to do was change their attire and disguise themselves as people from the Qi State, at least outwardly so that the unruly people of Mangcang Town couldn't tell they were outsiders, and that would basically solve all their problems.

"That makes sense, but we don't seem to have any clothes that are that worn out," Vice Dean Lin Taiji said, frowning.

The clothes of the unruly people in Mangcang Town were rather rough, with a typical Qi State style. The five people present were all from the Qin and Chu regions, and the workmanship of their clothes, including the scraps of fabric, was very exquisite and meticulous. In addition, they were all important figures in their respective regions, and their clothes were basically spirit robes, which were very high-class. Going in like this would be too conspicuous, and it would be impossible to disguise themselves.

"Didn't three troublemakers just die over there? They should have some spare clothes in their spatial bags." At this moment, Yu Chengxian pointed to the three corpses at the entrance of Mangcang Town and said.

Perhaps because no one was around, the three unruly people were not picked up by anyone; as for Azi and her group, they naturally wouldn't bother with the things belonging to the unruly people.

"Alright, our first step is to change clothes and blend into Mangcang Town, and then we'll make further plans," Wan Chengnan concluded.

Perhaps because of his highest level of cultivation, everyone implicitly followed his lead and nodded in agreement.

Outside the Bookstore.

"It seems that President Gongsun has met his match this time!" a cultivator remarked, observing the scene.

This five-person team acted methodically and paid great attention to detail. After a few minutes of Analytic, they instantly gave everyone a sense of awe and admiration.

"Yes! I feel like President Gongsun might fall into their hands," another cultivator nodded in agreement.

"Moreover, those unruly people are too difficult to tame, and with a few troublemakers mixed in, President Gongsun might really cause trouble this time."

The scene just now where Gongsun Qiong was surrounded by those scoundrels revealed their true nature. Not only did they show a hint of pity for Gongsun Qiong in danger, but their eyes also revealed a strong desire to Snatch Gongsun Qiong from the three dead scoundrels.

Their hostility towards outsiders and their indifference to life are the hallmarks of these troublemakers.

Gongsun Qiong already found it difficult to complete this educational task, let alone now that five troublemakers have infiltrated the area, making the task even more difficult.

"That's not necessarily true. After all, President Gongsun is the president of the Wantong Chamber of Commerce; he certainly has the skills to manage people," a cultivator said, holding a different opinion.

"I think so too. The Wantong Chamber of Commerce has hundreds of thousands of members, and President Gongsun can manage it well. What are these tens of thousands of troublemakers?" a cultivator agreed.

With some arguing, others naturally disagreed, leading to a stalemate where each side had its own reasons.

"Since we're at a stalemate, how about we start a bet? Let's see if President Gongsun can complete this mission, or if that five-person team can successfully sabotage President Gongsun. Is that alright?" the first cultivator suggested.

"Yes, if you're not convinced, let's set up a betting pool and decide the winner!" shouted the crowd supporting the cultivator.

"Let's gamble, but who will be the dealer?" The opposing side naturally disagreed and stood their ground.

However, with so many people involved, the stakes would be substantial, and in addition, it's essential to select a respected and trustworthy person to act as the bookmaker.

So, everyone's attention turned to Ma Feifei.

"Why are you all looking at me?" Staring at by tens of thousands of people in his line of sight, Ma Feifei felt his scalp tingle and even stuttered a little.

"Shop owner, you should be the dealer!" said one of the onlookers.

"Me?" Ma Feifei pointed to himself, then shook his head violently. Be the bookmaker? He could never be the bookmaker in his lifetime.

"Shop owner, you're the only one here qualified, please agree!" The onlookers weren't about to let Ma Feifei off the hook, and they all pleaded with him.

Ma Feifei was helpless. He also wanted to be the bookmaker! Anyway, he could set the odds himself, and no matter who won or lost in the end, he wouldn't lose money. But the problem was that if Yun Qingyang, that mother dragon, also got involved, then he would definitely have worked for nothing in the end.

"Huh..." Ma Feifei's eyes suddenly lit up as he thought of an idea. He couldn't be the dealer, but Yun Qingyang could!

In Dubian Town, Yun Qingyang's prestige was only slightly lower than Ma Feifei's, especially in terms of strength. She was widely recognized as the person with the highest cultivation level in the entire Dubian Town, so no one would object to her taking charge.

With that thought in mind, amidst a group of puzzled gazes, Ma Feifei ran into the Bookstore.

"Qingyang, Qingyang, I have good news!" Ma Feifei ran happily to Yun Qingyang's side and said with a smile.

Yun Qingyang lay on the table, rolled her eyes, and said, "Go away, my mother won't let me play with you."

"?" Ma Feifei was taken aback and subconsciously asked, "Where is your mother?"

After speaking, Ma Feifei looked around, a hint of panic on her face.

An ancient Frost Giant Dragon is about to appear? And an existence on par with immortals! Can the Bookstore withstand that? After all, they've bullied that person's daughter so badly...

In that single second, Ma Feifei thought of many things...

"In my dream," Yun Qingyang said lazily.

"..." Ma Feifei was speechless.

"I'm talking to you about something serious." Ma Feifei patted the table, leaned close to Yun Qingyang, and whispered, "There's a big business deal that can earn a lot of Spirit Crystal. Are you interested?"

"Whoosh~" Yun Qingyang's face was instantly facing Ma Feifei, her eyes shining, and she nodded vigorously.

"Did you see that group of cultivators outside? I estimate there are at least 100,000 people watching the projection right now; you must have heard what I just said, they want me to be the bookmaker and let them place bets; just think about it, if even 10,000 out of more than 100,000 people place bets, how many Spirit Crystal would that be?" Ma Feifei Captivate Yun Qingyang step by step, saying.

Yun Qingyang was initially lost in a pleasant fantasy, but as soon as she heard about betting, she instantly realized what was going on and glared at Ma Feifei, saying, "Trying to trick me into betting again? Get out!"

Ma Feifei quickly shook his head and waved his hands, saying, "No, no, no, this time you don't need to place a bet. This time you'll be the banker!"

"The bookmaker?" Yun Qingyang asked, frowning in confusion.

She doesn't understand.

Ma Feifei nodded and explained, "During the Qin-Yan battle, I set up the betting odds, so I was the bookmaker. Under normal circumstances, the bookmaker basically avoids losses. For example, in our current competition, more people bet on me to win, and fewer people bet on you to win. The bookmaker can slightly adjust the odds, just enough for the loser to pay out to the winner. If you're ruthless enough, you can lower the odds a bit more and still make a profit. If the side that bet less wins, then the bookmaker can make a fortune. Do you understand?"

Yun Qingyang paused for a moment, then shook his head, not understanding.

"Smack!" Ma Feifei slapped her head. Yun Qingyang was so stupid; why was she explaining so much to her? Wasn't that like casting pearls before swine? She then said succinctly, "Hey, just remember one thing: as long as you're the dealer, you're guaranteed to make money. Do you understand now?"

"Is it guaranteed to make money?" Yun Qingyang asked, enunciating each word clearly.

Ma Feifei patted his chest and said, "If you don't believe me, then here's the deal: if you win, it's yours; if you lose, it's on me, okay?"

Upon hearing Ma Feifei's words, Yun Qingyang's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter, only her long eyelashes fluttering, revealing her inner joy.

Then Yun Qingyang was tricked by Ma Feifei into becoming a dealer!

With the Saint of the Mysterious Bookstore acting as the bookmaker, everyone naturally had no objections and immediately began betting on the side they believed would win.

"A mere 500,000? I bet a five-person team can sabotage President Gongsun's mission." The cultivator who was the first to believe Gongsun Qiong would fail tossed out a spatial bag, looking at the first cultivator who Contrary him with a slightly mocking tone.

"Five hundred thousand? You poor bastard, I'll bet a million, President Gongsun will definitely win!" The one Contrary was naturally unconvinced, and with a contemptuous smile, he tossed out a spatial dimension and responded.

"I'm also betting on President Gongsun to win, 100,000 Spirit Crystal!"

"I bet 200,000, the five-man team wins!"

"I'm also betting 200,000; the five-person team will win."

"..."

In the end, a total of 20,000 practitioners participated in this project.

The total amount exceeded one hundred million Spirit Crystal.

Bet 40 million Spirit Crystal on Gongsun Qiong and 60 million on the five-person team.

The ratio is 4:6.

The ratio was adjusted accordingly, keeping the bet on Gongsun Qiong's side unchanged, while betting on the five-person team by 0.8.

That is, a ratio of 1:0.8.

However, the trading hasn't closed yet. Ma Feifei gently nudged Yun Qingyang's shoulder and said, "Qingyang, lend me some Spirit Crystal."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingyang asked curiously, "Are you going to place a bet too?"

Ma Feifei said in a serious tone, "Anyway, I'm bored, so I'll just play around."

Yun Qingyang tilted her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Are you trying to trick me again?"

Ma Feifei immediately protested his innocence, saying, "Little ancestor, how could I possibly cheat you? Do the math yourself; you lend me 20 million, and I bet on President Gongsun to win, so both sides have a stake of 60 million Spirit Crystal, and the ratio will return to 1:1; no matter who wins, you won't lose a single Spirit Crystal, am I right?"

After listening, Yun Qingyang counted on her fingers and found that it was indeed true.

A happy smile immediately spread across his face, and he nodded, saying, "Alright, I misunderstood you."

Ma Feifei responded magnanimously, "It's alright, we're such good friends, so this Spirit Crystal..."

Yun Qingyang spread his hand, and a spatial bag appeared in his palm. He handed it to Ma Feifei and said, "Take it, but this time you have to return twenty million to me!"

"No problem, I'll definitely pay you back 20 million this time."

Ma Feifei happily accepted the spatial bag, tossed it onto the side that had bet on Gongsun Qiong, and then shouted loudly, "Ma Feifei, the owner of the Mysterious Bookstore, bet on Gongsun Qiong to win, with a wager of twenty million. The betting is now closed, and the odds are adjusted back to 1:1."

As Ma Feifei spoke, he took notes, his shoulders trembling from time to time, clearly unable to hold it in any longer. Fortunately, he had his back to Yun Qingyang, so he wasn't worried about being discovered by her.

Yun Qingyang stood behind Ma Feifei, quietly watching him with a slight smile on her lips.