Yu Xiaofeng had not considered at all that his bold claim would anger the gamblers, so very few bet on him to win.
But just because they would not bet did not mean no one would. Flander spent thirty thousand Golden Soul Coins betting that Shrek's Seven Devils would win, making everyone around him think he was a fool.
Just after he left, Yu Xiaofeng took out one hundred thousand Golden Soul Coins and handed them to the clerk.
The clerk asked, "Are you sure you want to bet on Shrek's Seven Devils winning?"
Yu Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes. "I'm sure."
The clerk looked at Yu Xiaofeng as if he were an idiot, smiling as he put away the Golden Soul Coin card.
"Here is your receipt. Please keep it safe."
After handing the receipt to Yu Xiaofeng, the clerk ignored him and continued processing the next customer's transaction.
The Fierce Gods battle was merely a small interlude to him. He was thinking about the blacksmith shop. Yu Xiaofeng had originally planned to buy it, then gradually win the people there over to his side. But he had not expected that shadowy figure to be so ruthless, killing everyone outright.
Yu Xiaofeng walked slowly. At that moment, a figure in the distance glanced at him before vanishing immediately.
Yu Xiaofeng stomped off the ground and sprinted after him.
Inside the dim alleyway.
"Old Ghost, congratulations on advancing further."
Yu Xiaofeng spoke happily. He had happened to need Old Ghost for something, and Old Ghost had appeared.
Ghost Douluo said, "I already know about the blacksmith shop. I killed everyone who saw you enter it."
Yu Xiaofeng asked in surprise, "What?"
"Is there a problem?"
Old Wu emerged from the right side of the alley, looking puzzled.
Yu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly.