Perfect Baldhead's gaze instantly froze on his tablet.
The sheer absurdity of the message made him shudder before he belatedly grasped its deeper meaning... if he really dared play mahjong at one yuan per scoring double, Xiao Liuliu would absolutely dare raise the kitchen knife in her hand.
Perfect Baldhead's only possible fate would be to flee through the back door.
That was his first reaction to the message.
But he quickly realized that an, ahem, honest fellow like him would never gamble that big!
Everyone knew that even if someone dragged him to that table, he could just down a bottle of liquor and flip the table.
But there was no such thing as a mahjong game for one yuan per round... of course, someone might spend one yuan on a stack of paper slips to use as money.
If they played that way, though, Xiao Liuliu definitely wouldn't mind. She might even bring them tea and water, since it would have to be a friendly game.
At the very least, the friends involved would know what kind of person he was.
So the message meant there was a secret involving money at the back door, but she couldn't say it outright. It was probably a one-time opportunity.
Even after figuring that out, Perfect Baldhead didn't move.
"One-time" could mean plenty of things.
It was quite possible that once he went over there, he wouldn't be able to enter this hall again for a while... Old Age hadn't called him "big brother" for nothing.
She only used that form of address when something major happened.
A timed quest alone wouldn't warrant it.
After all, she rarely messaged him. For everyday matters, she usually went to Liuliu... she only contacted him about guild business.
And any guild business that got