Transferring Hatred

"You... you are..." Li Yu recognized him as the young man who had appeared at the casino last time to replace the dealer.

"This is our second meeting. Let me introduce myself: Ōtsutsuki Xuan Yi."

"It's you." Li Yu put on a suitably surprised expression, though he had long suspected it.

"Sit. Play a round of dice with me. Guess the total points inside."

Without giving Li Yu a chance to refuse, he picked up the prepared dice cup from the table and began shaking it.

Smack.

Ōtsutsuki Xuan Yi signaled for Li Yu to answer with his eyes.

"Three, four, six, one. Fourteen points."

Ōtsutsuki Xuan Yi immediately lifted the dice cup and saw that the dice were indeed exactly as Li Yu had said.

"Good, good, good!" he said "good" three times in a row.

"You can tell the dice points just by listening. You're truly one of a kind." Ōtsutsuki Xuan Yi had shaken the dice casually, merely to test Li Yu.

"Come work for me at the casino."

Seeing the hesitation on Li Yu's face, Ōtsutsuki Xuan Yi continued.

"I'll pay you thirty thousand Divine Power Points every month."

"This..."

"Is that too little?"

"Young Master, thirty thousand is already incredibly tempting to me, but I don't want to give up taking missions at the True God Hall."

"You don't know that mission rewards are extremely unstable. Besides, because of the Millennium Grand Tournament lately, patrol missions have increased. Once this period is over, missions will shrink drastically. There may be so few missions that you only receive one every few months."

"They won't disappear entirely. There'll still be missions, right?"

"There will be, but they won't be missions someone at your current level is qualified to take part in. The danger involved is unknown."

Li