"Qiyue, do you have any inside information? Who's going to win? Tell me in advance so I can place a bet."
"At the last auction in Origin Holy City, I lost everything. I desperately need to recover some of it now."
Yun Wan'er, dressed in red, draped an arm over Yun Qiyue's shoulder and raised her brows at her.
"Master said gambling isn't a good habit."
"So, little sister, your big sister advises you not to gamble. Otherwise, you might gamble away your home and ruin your family."
With a smile, Yun Qiyue kindly offered Yun Wan'er a word of warning, then turned and left.
"Hmph, gambling away my home and ruining my family? I'm going to gamble anyway."
Yun Wan'er crossed her arms, her face full of defiance.
Their relationship had once been so good.
Who would have thought that after experiencing only a small matter, things would become so strained between them?
Yun Qiyue, that petty little thing.
"Brother Tusu, how certain are you this time?"
Inside a pavilion, a group of extraordinary cultivators sat drinking and making merry.
Every one of them was exceptionally handsome, and the aura around them was even more remarkable.
Pick any one of them at random and throw him out into the world, and countless people would look up to him in awe.
Because they were all ranked among the Eastern Region Top Hundred.
Every one of them was a standout among cultivators of the same realm.
"I don't know either. We'll only know after trying."
Standing in the center, Baili Tusu, clad in white, smiled faintly.
"Brother Tusu looks very confident. I believe that Brother Tusu will definitely grind that Ye Lin, or whatever his name is, beneath his feet."
"Of course. How could we not know Brother Tusu's strength?"
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